Too Dope

[Hook]x2
Line for line…I’m too dope
Bar for bar…I’m too dope
Rhyme for rhyme…I’m too dope
Y’all already know…I’m too dope

[Verse 1]
Pardon my demeanor, confidence is gold medal
Olympic with the flow, bars on another level
Competition’s too sweet, they be dancing with the devil
My soul is priceless; theirs are two for one special
Line me up, inch by inch, I’m the dopest by far
They coming up short and I’m reaching for the stars
They ain’t standing tall, peeping game from their garage
I’m in the streets with artillery, aiming at Mars
Outer space with my thoughts, new world point of view
Fireworks with every spark, ideas going boom!
TNT of the mind, endorphins running wild
So fucking sick, what’s more contagious than a smile?
Cloud 9 with my passion, so in love with myself
Thank God for where I am, place above nothing else
In a heightened state of mind, different class, no swag
Invincible ain’t shit, Immortal’s where I’m at

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[Verse 2]
Frank Lucas, Rick Ross; I am Pablo Escobar
On the mic, serving fiends with my products, no charge
‘Cause I got it like that, take a hit and I swear
I get ‘em hooked off these lines like fishes, beware
This ain’t for light hearts, this is for heavy minds
Deep souls with opened doors, bright thoughts that needa shine
At the top, chasing highs…new feats being climbed
Feel the drips trickle down; I drop jewels from the sky
…Reign supreme, I rain dreams
Cartel vision, running with the same team
Everybody eats, that’s the regime
Anything is possible, just carpe diem
It ain’t hard to see, I got beliefs and hope
And it’s a part of me, I gotta feed them dope
Bagging rhymes in these verses, cut up lines with a purpose
Then call that bitch crack like the breaks in a surface

[Hook]x2

[Verse 3]
Music is addiction…Hip-Hop is my drug
Needle on the record, melodies get shot up
Speakers in a table…Coke on a mirror
Flowing in the nostrl like sounds in the ear
Mind so clear, it’s Nirvana you can hear
A high so good, you gotta share with peers
Bump it with a beer, bump it, then a shot
Bump it in your ride while you beatin’ down the block!
Mu’fucka I’m on top…and I’m still getting higher
Spark an instrumental and I will smoke up cyphers
With a mic, no lighter…set booths on fire
All pure, uncut…every ounce of my fiber
Was crafted out of fate, made in a perfect image
One with the universe so there isn’t any limits
You can hear it in my lyrics, feel it in my spirit
Forever’s intrinsic…my Dope is Infinite