Y'all niggas can't be serious right now
i'm the all time heavyweight champion of flowas
i'm leadin the league in at least six statistical categories right now
best flow, most consistent, realist stories, most charisma, i set the most
trends and my interviews are hotter
holla!

i jog in the graveyard
spar in the same ring
i'm housed in the building malcom x was slained
i spring train in the winter rap early december
run suicide drills over and over with the weight of the world on my shouldas
that's why they call me hova
i'm far from being god
but i work godd*mn hard
i wake up the birds who when the nerds are sleep
i'm catchin my second witness
second to first one in
i am focused man
and i'm not afraid of death
i'm goin all out
i circle the voltures in the van and
i run the block
pull up in the drop
push up on my money
i'm in great shape dunny
i keep jacks jumpin- 36 sets
like a personal trainer i teach coke to stretch
i pump and rock sweats, all white trainers
the ghetto, billy blanks
i'll show you niggas what pain is
maintain ya stamina
hov'll damage ya
spot ya two rhymes
y'all niggas is amatures
the 5th a dead lift
if niggas don't wanna get shot
then y'all niggas betta squat
i drop the set for rep
no need to hit the showers
the spit from the 5th leave wet
lyrical exercise, y'all niggas ain't tired right?

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one, one, two, two, three, three, four
breathe easy
one, one, two, two, three, three, four
breathe easy
one, one, two, two, three, three, four
breathe easy
one, two, three, four
breathe easy

suckas get ya weight up
not ya hate up
jigga man is diesel when i left the eight up
y'all ain't ready to work out with the boy
ya flow is brain on drugs
mine is rap on steroids
i lift every voice when i sing
my ability make yours look like an excercise in futility
bring ya squad
biceps, triceps, and quads
we don't struggle with undeveloped muscle
y'all aint real
that's ya achilles heel
same routine when ya seem me
you know the drill
i spot ya
i lift the weight of the watch off ya arm
remain nice and calm
put down ya things
trinidad of this game
know my way around ya ring
no matter how many pounds you bring
it sounds like the same ol' thing
r-o-c is the strongest team fuckas

chorus

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