DruidboyZ - Sephiroth (Final Fantasy) lyrics

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DruidboyZ - Sephiroth (Final Fantasy) lyrics

[Hook] I go hard like sephiroth No holds barred we taking off If you think you'll stop me you're dreaming b**h I will be your final fantasy [Verse 1: Demineon] It's Demi, got these haters on lock down Forbidden rap style my flow outta control now A little more and I bet you gonna hear a new sound Tempered with rhythm my focus should be a given I live for this sh** b**h only reason I'm still breathing No, I'm not conceited, but best, no, I'm not conceding My confidence is all I need to compete with I sneak in on my Grim Reaper leaving no secrets Just a mess of evidence none leading to the keeper I'm lethal after me no sequels I'm Saran hot n***a f** a heater They ask me if I'm crazy or smart I says neither It's about even talk about treason I'm rolling pwning owning every opponent I'm going flawless flowing like I'm the ocean Balling king kong-roaring like I'ma lion Side by side we multiply and divide Do some subtraction and adding What's math if you can't react quick Precision in motion my actions bound by devotion Now make the most of this moment And run before I get going Awwwl [Hook] [Verse 2: Nation] I grab the mic and crush rappers tryna infiltrate I'm swinging for your head, duck and I'll decapitate I'm leaving no trace, b**hes better hesitate Catch 'em by surprise draw blades and a**a**inate You're just a paper weight, fragile like a paper plate Drop an 808 you see his scary a** evacuate I skip the battle, sent directly to your open wake Wait until your momma is talking and then I'll cause debate Wearing micky hands, smiling with a joker face Kick your casket over, I'm screaming at you like shake and bake I bet your thinking that my stash is laced nope Wake and bake and get the munchies for rappers like chubbies chasing cake I'm hungry for this sh** and daring you to make mistake Moving on your position like militants that operate You going ham, huh? Half a** motherf**er How many licks does it take for you to look like a s**er You ga**ed up on a full tank but no juice Your head gasket is blown b**h it's no use No excuse, I beat 'em like domestic abuse Tying up this noose for you to Parachute & Vamoose Tossing the deuce