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I Can Never Go ft. The Catalyst

from In The Summer by SyckBeat

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A hip hop track featuring aspiring rap duoThe Catalyst: Kasey & Sub Zro

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Breaking bread for my niggas, I'm the Jesus of the streets
See this demon getting nailed while I crucify the beat, while I crucify the beat, while I crucify the beat
I could sell a hundred mil while I'm spitting in repeat
Cuz I be always on the playlist turning shuffle into loop
That's the truth, Abe Lincoln when I'm killing in the booth
You see piggies fly, I'm getting airtime like a parachute
I'm an animal running the game, crash bandicoot
Block hot, if a nigga want an omelet
Man we live for the gold like super with the sonic
Get ringed if you come after the lord like the hobbit
We kill then disappear like Dr. Dre with the chronic

Hook: They say they came to take our place: Not as scary
Lil niggas killing pussy: Tom and Jerry
Brothers in arms with Benjamin's as the adversaries
Spitting daggers, feel the acid in your capillaries
Max ammo, rapid fire, that's just the vocabulary
Legendary titans, our bibles a dictionary
Catalyst battling rappers: on the contrary
No battle happens if the competition's inaginary

It's the nigger with the stiff dick
Missed ambition
First name Ever, Last name Smith
Threading metaphors, I equip well nitwit
Walk a mile in my shoes, not the only misfit
Stacking bodies like the U.S. census
Married to the game, moneys just a mistress
Fuck a collab with these niggas, no monkey business
Eat your heart out, Sub Z will wash the dishes
I'm going after all these niggas like Missouri cops
Pussies never held a job but they quick to grip a glock
None of ya'll make a move, Rosa Parks
They couldn't ride a minute in my train of thought
Watch, I roll x's and o's
Keep my wrist cold like an eskimo
Tryna stop me on that gas like Texaco
Then you can get ticked off like a metronome

Add less sense than a meter when the maid is gone
Penny for your thoughts, it ain't worth the cost
I'm a god, any barrage is a massage
4 shots, no biggie, like you're killing me smalls
They got a problem for every bottle of beer on the wall
I got an Audi for every rotten career that I've caused
I put the ass in assault like Nicki Minaj
Crash your record label and shoot up anybody involved
While they're chasing fame like they're Kevin Bacon
I'll be yanking chains like the emancipation proclamation
Break creations, I'm underrated like younger Satan
Changing famous locations to match to my destination
I'm Ronald Reagan patiently taking donations
Like any nation that's hating can brace for extermination
Evacuate your estates and just wait for the infiltration
And contemplate the mistake that you ever fucked with the greatest

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from In The Summer, released August 1, 2015
Korey Haliburton
Derrian Walton

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