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Quitters 2 by Mcgee

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Quitters 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

0:002:36
Lyrics
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(Intro)
Yeah, this one’s for all the fighters, the relentless, the real ones
No quitters here, no breaks, just fire
Let’s go!
[Verse 1]
Yo, I’m a kamikaze in a lobby full of carbon copies,
Arson probably, burnin’ down your posse’s hobbies,
You soft as origami, fold quick, quitters anonymous,
I’m monstrous, demolishin’ novices with consonants.
The problem is, I’m ominous, dominant with the penmanship,
Droppin’ them, shockin’ them like a socket with no censorship,
You tremblin’, mentionin’ my name, your brain stutters,
I’m breakin’ down quitters like chains on fake shutters.
I don’t need a reason, my thesis bleeds through the speakers,
You’re weaker, retreatin’ quicker than preachers with dirty sneakers,
I’m deep in the game, you creepin’ with shame, quit instantly,
My symphony’s infantry, writin’ history viciously.
[Verse 2]
I’m surgical, vertical cuts, verbs in a furnace,
You nervous, I surface, my purpose is wordless disturbance,
Every quitter that I witness gets dismissed with a swiftness,
Rippin’ scripts so sick I spit symptoms like sickness.
Infinite with it, no gimmick, just raw physics,
Quitters collapse, tapped out, like flawed cynics,
Rap Olympics trained me, pain engraved in the brain,
Now I’m rainin’ grenades on names who cave to the strain.
You take breaks, I break fakes, reshaped stakes,
Erase snakes who chase cake but hate weight,
The plate breaks when I serve it—too heavy to lift,
So quitters split quick when I’m deadly with scripts.
[Verse 3 — Supersonic Speed, one sentence]
Yo I’m combustin’ in discussions crushin’ dozens of these nothin’s while I’m buzzin’ like a Russian concussion percussion eruption, functionin’ as the junction between destruction and instruction, reconstructin’ the assumption that a quitter could ever stomach the punishment I’m dumpin’ when I’m runnin’ through a dungeon with a tongue spinnin’ faster than a gun spittin’ thunder in abundance and I’m sunken in the hunger of a younger Shady comin’ from the gutter with a stutter in the structure but I’ll cut around the clutter till the shutters shatter, utter every syllable like splinters in your liver, Slim’ll never surrender—ain’t never been a quitter.
(Outro)
No surrender, no retreat, only forward, only heat
This is the fire that never quits, the voice of the relentless
Quitters lost in the smoke, but we’re standing tall, unbroken
Forever hungry, forever winning, forever raw.