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LUNCH

from Inner Thoughts by Mfasis

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Feast on rappers... for lunch! 

Sink my teeth in, just to hear the crunch!

Hunting season, IT'S FUN!

At the buffet, eat as many as I want



I took a break but in my heart I'm a fanatic

Not cooking crack on the track gave me withdrawals like an addict

The notepad was still in my the pocket of my jacket

I stayed ready, inspiration hits me like a shock of static

I'm underground, but if I blow  the opps would get Asthmatic

Talking bout [grabs inhaler] "ohh he nice, I hope his songs don't get no traction"

A picture's a thousand words, my verse a thirst trap with no caption

My product Deadstock, your songs are cooked kicks wrapped in plastic

game's in a headlock bro, lyrical noogies crafting classics

Getting Cred's my goal, my thank you note is  on a napkin

And I pledge my vote on who will surpass the freshman classes

Off the Meds, I know, but killing beats seem so attractive

Soldiers fled my post, I drop bombs in each line wit passion

Left me for dead, but my flow got 9 lives,  do the math bitch

Bedrock flows, since the stone age you were trash kid

Headshots bro, I'm off the heezy against these draft picks



Feast on rappers... for lunch! 

Sink my teeth in, just to hear the crunch!

Hunting season, IT'S FUN!

At the buffet, eat as many as I want



My work ethic will get gold medals.

"So ghetto" is not my brand,  won't be crushed at gatekeepers hands like Rose petals

I won't settle

Run off more steam than 4 Kettles

When life tried to Strong Arm me, I went Lance Armstrong on the pedal

A rollercoaster, but we weathered the storm of better rides

On the web they lie, crafting a web of lies for better lives 

Cooking in the Crop's cream, and yeah I better rise

Not valuing sheets will lay the bed of your demise

My mind be all over but my madness has a method

They think that they're on point and their skills don't need perfecting

They more focused on which girl they'll eat for breakfast

a packed house to brag bout who gets more bitches, a Ghost town when talking who the best is

My skill is next to none, I learn from lessons

That's how I became a sniper in these sessions

My skills will not be questioned

Sheep are at my beck and call

I'm still scoring despite the foul play, no need to get the refs involved



Feast on rappers... for lunch! 

Sink my teeth in, just to hear the crunch!

Hunting season, IT'S FUN!

At the buffet, eat as many as I want

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from Inner Thoughts, released December 17, 2021
Written by: Mfasis
Producer: Paryo

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Born Terrell Williams on August 22, 1996, Mfasis (pronounced "Emphasis") is a prolific hip hop artist/songwriter from Queens, NY. He has released 3 projects so far: "The Daydreamer EP", "Chip on My Shoulder" and "Hear No Evil". With an eye on the future he is becoming more relentless and gearing up for his next project. ... more

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