Hari Upfront – Proof 2
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Proof 2

Verse 1

Saying my songs are funny that just makes me pissed off
On the Rockets level, I go Harden, then I lift off
Murdering these tracks makes me wonder will these kills stop
When I finish up here you will ask me will I chill? Nah
Little guy with big dreams
I don't care if you don't like me
Don't get in between my goals or you will have to fight me
Spilling my heart out for the world to listen
Words of wisdom I be spittin'
That's my mission
Companies just bring them record deals in
Acting like strippers or prostitutes tryna get for cash
But you ain't even touching me
Went from a quiet type to shouting on the mic
While spitting all the hype
People just missing the older me
Summon all my bros and sisters like Saint Paul with words of wisdom All of me is checked in like I got a business
Boxes filled in for my hitlist
No surviving with a death wish

Chorus

I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now
I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now

Verse 2

Underestimated, people saying that I ain't gonna make it
Oh what a shame then
Guess all the fame is gonna come later
'Till then imma disprove all the haters
On the grind, now my mind is set
Eating PB's off the butts from a loaf of bread
It's all I get
Two personalities, two different lives
Two different sides of me all in my mind [yeah
Now is the time
Reuniting the conflict inside of me to take what's mine
Like a robbery, Bonnie and Clyde
Now I'm running this game like I'm Saw
Smacking you down like a wrestler because I am raw
Get socked in the mouth like the Mandible Claw
Based off the sales you will fall
Boy I'm controlling this ride like I'm handlebars
And I control any diss because I handle bars

Chorus

I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now
I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now
I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now
I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now

Verse 3

And I ain't stopping there ya foo'
Everything I write is what powers all these hot air balloons
And now I am here to prepare all you for the truth
And you better beware and be scared if I'm thinking of you in the booth
It ain't fair when I write
I am real and rare and here is the proof
Spitting any minute when I'm living in the moment
So I'm killing all the records for the rappers that are chosen
Only limited will diss me not one can win against me
The committee better ban me for the skills I have are broken
It is written, I am God's son and Illmatic like I'm Nasir
Competition is me only, so I constantly be growing
Like I drank up all the protein
Got degrees up on this paper without even graduating college Hungry but nobody's style I ain't gonna bite
Like the Flash with how I kill these rappers, red streaks left behind Killer Frost up in my veins and I pour up on that ice
Flow is way beyond this earth 'cause I'm all about the Vibes
Now once again proving myself
Sharp with the mouth so I'm breaking me out of my shell
Doubting me still?
I will keep rapping 'till I freeze all over hell
I'm milking this game, not lactose intolerant
You can't step foot on these grounds 'cause you lack toes in tolerance

Chorus

I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now
I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now
I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now
I'm going all out, I'm going all out
This right here is Proof 2, my all now

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