From Moz to The World

1st Verse ($ir Jeremias)
My momma told me, leave the Rap $hit alone
I told my momma just let me get on the Throne
Ive been waiting too long Plus a nigga in the Zone
My songs, Real Rap $hit, you don’t believe it muh-fucka
Check the Rep Sheet, I’m so conceited cuz a nigga know He bag this
I swear to God when I do feature$ is for practice
And I ain't even let you niggas hear the best $hit
My $hit crack Bitch! I get in cracking
Bring back the wreckage, sit back and laugh Cuz real rap is back han Track the movement, Peep my finesse
I get paid for Rapping Real Checks for Breakfast
Follow my raps and use that for reference
The streets need me use me for Reverend
Spread the message compete with this muh-fucka get blasted Straight out off the gate I out rap you rappers
And I know you out rap the rest but You don’t want it with the youngin Imma keep it 100 muh-fucka get to runnin
My niggas straight shooters, they gonna get to gunning
Man it ain't nothing personal, its all about the Money
Its all about the throne, and a nigga tired of watching
Shit a nigga 24 I need to get a Maserati, When I get to 34 I need to get a new
Bugatti
And my people going hungry, im the leader of the posse, so I need to ge to
Grinding, Nobody Gon Stop Me!
A beast when im rhyming, not common, like common
And I make good Mutha-fuckin music, Straight from MOZ tho ain't that amusing Haters still rooting, wanna see me losing
Amusing

CHORUS ($ir Jeremias)
Hands in the air from MOZ to SA Hands in the air from Moz to Naijo From Moz to the World, From Moz to the World

2nd Verse (Emarr)
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CHORUS ($ir Jeremias)
Hands in the air from MOZ to SA
Hands in the air from Moz to Naijo
Rom Moz to the World, From Moz to the World