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    Ace Hood - Supposed To Do
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    [Verse 1: Ace Hood]
    Still in the make and I wanna be great but they tell me be patient
    Don't compare me to none of these niggas in the game
    Cause they way too basic
    And I'm just that amazing, I reach them stages
    In the league with the majors
    Fuck your , fuck your statements
    The fuck you thinkin'
    Nah, ain't doing anymore favors
    Never hit a nigga just to make me famous
    Little nigga, flows go crazy
    And them other nigga's can't tame me
    Flame me, blame me
    All the nigga's that doubt it
    All ya'll nigga's some cowards
    All ya'll nigga's step up and get devoured
    Six feet deep with boutique of flowers
    Tell me what, what am I supposed to do
    Cause respect for mine is so overdue
    I'm the best in it, just pay attention, take a closer view
    Cause ain't nothing like them and ain't nothing like you
    These niggas changed like Clark in the booth
    Can't trust niggas, I don't trust dudes
    I buy your bitch like pay per view
    I set the standards, [?]
    What's competition, come show me proof
    This God flow, this Jesus Christ
    That's say a prayer before I sleep at night
    I'm still sinnin', don't be offended
    My dick intended for a Spanish wife
    This chess homie, not checkers bitch
    Ain't playin' with ya, no action figures
    What am I supposed to do?

    [Verse 2: Skepta]
    They keep telling me I'm the best in the country
    And I like how that sounds
    You think you Superman, I get the Kryptonite, and bring you right back down
    Yeah, you know the drill, I kill MC's til it's overkill
    But how many more am I supposed to kill
    Til a nigga [?]
    Next to these [?] rappers, I'm so embarrassed
    I'm in the booth working my magic
    My nigga in the studio, heard my lyrics and put his hands on his head like Khalid
    These other MC's need practice
    Cause when I heat up, it's a madness
    Hundred degrees, niggas melt like plastic
    Lyrical war, yeah that's my language
    [?], just so you know I ain't playin'
    I heard nigga's like you before
    You got a good flow, but you ain't sayin' shit
    Just a bunch of words with no meaning, no heart, no feeling
    But when I lay it down, I lay it down so lax
    It's my name everybody screamin'
    And we don't care what it cost
    Me and my nigga's, we all gotta floss
    Don't give a shit how you talk round' here
    Better talk properly when you talk to the boss
    You amateur, say you got fans online, few shows, and a manager
    Think you've got the game on lock
    I press start, here comes new challenger
    Skepta

    [Verse 3: Ace Hood]
    There are some serious rumors around
    There's a new sheriff in town
    Fuck your apologies, back up his arteries
    Bury him deep in the ground
    Tell him keep sleepin', I'm never defeated
    I will not repeat it, you follow me now?
    Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm ready
    You rappers are puppets, then tell them I said it
    Don't give a fuck and this shit is embedded
    My flow is infected, I may need a medic
    Tell me who better, I make you regret it
    It's in my genetics, your shit is pathetic
    What am I posed' to do but be great
    Never let a thing stand in my way
    Never let a Devil ruin my fate
    And there ain't a such thing as "I can't"
    You looking at a rare breed, a new species
    I walk right through hell in my sneak's
    Show me the devil, I show you the rebel
    I show you my heart when it come to the medal
    Tell me who better, I never will settle
    My nigga's just told me never let off the pedal
    Keep my Jordan 5's on their neck
    Fuck whoever got next, fuck your fame dog and respect
    You don't know what life was like in the projects
    Ever seen the look in his face before death
    I seen my granny before her last breathe
    Ain't no calm down on my compound
    There's no contest cause I'm bomb threat
    No [?] on my mindset
    I bought two choppers for my sound check
    Say, 'who wanna war' and I'm coming alone
    Spray at you haters like fuckin' cologne
    Starvation 3 outta let out the beast
    So it's bone appetit and I'm ready to feast
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