Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075 by Loaded Lux
Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075 by Loaded Lux

Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075

Loaded Lux * Track #75 On Funk Flex Freestyles

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Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075 by Loaded Lux

Release Date
Thu Sep 28 2017
Performed by
Loaded Lux
About

This freestyle is a warning towards JC, a young talented battle rapper that has been calling out Lux recently on Twitter and demand a battle being set up between them. Lux had express his doubt about JC’s skill on an interview and then decided to do this crazy freestyle on Flex.

Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075 Lyrics

[Verse]
I was in the areas
Just thought I'd swing by like a girl that's curious
Them boys in the hood pops up on you, that's furious
Fierce as when you find your inferiors isn't fearin' ya
What's scary is, you're bettin' against the odds
And you lettin' these niggas tell ya you better than what you are
I'm the bar measurin' rod
This where we draw the line on your screen
Turnin' it out like some Etch A Sketch'n knobs, odd
You young dummies is lunch money
Either champ think cash is clay or fun putty
And lil' buddy, too bad you ain't got you a pot to piss
I'll bake him for this cake, bet he a crock of shit
Search your inner circle, real or virtual, vice or virtue
Man, this shit is personal
I saw fights turn into curfews, you commercial
You fuck up the meeting but leave vegan
'Cause for green, brother, she'll be back, you ninjas turtles
But Stefan used to be Urkel
Fuck it, make hip hop when they give you hurdles
Heard you, you bet not even slacks with your church shoes
This earth school
Taught my kin more 'bout this whirlpool
Ooh, I know I'm better, how could you win this?
Like havin' a last picture ever with Michael Jackson
But hatin' how your face look in it
And you wanna 'Gram it, I'm sayin' it
You just gonna have to put up with it, understand it
Pay the bookies, we chasin' bullies
'Cause if a bad act ain't good he just baked goodies
You play hookie
They still want that Lux with the gray hoodie
I'm like, "that's water under a high bridge," ay I can boogie
Lookie, most emcees are blind
These moments where I shine
I gotta show you what they hide, just throw it in rewind
The poetry's refined, go in and find
Every time you get a Loaded line, a Corona gets a lime
Look, it's only in your mind
This isn't clear? This isn't fair?
King end, why? Need Diddy shares? Biggie chair?
This nigga scared, I circle him in a square
Have your balls up or get balled up, 'cause it's fear
It appears that they was never my peers
It's a pear, fruits of my labor that disappeared
I'm a bear, on this grizzly, your city won't drip a tear
If you here, well I'm near, cut with your engineer
Fuck it, buckin' near
Fortune keeper, get stored in freezers
Born achiever who wore Adidas and Jordan sneakers
Since he sported the Caesar
It's nothin' new clear to war heads who got em like North Korea
Let's keep it tall like Madea
Son, you're short as a breather
Daddy sugar trick Trinas, the world and these dick beaters
You ain't got to be meaner, at least walk with demeanor
Gang ties how blood money can have you seized up
This kid nappin', I'm big action
They lookin' for me, you're plastic
He ain't the real thing but he gettin' fried: Catfish
You know you can't keep this short, right? Snap flick
Wanna blow up now but can't cut it – you should call in, Kaep'nick!
I'm jacked in, pendin', I break a beat up and bend it
Take a weak nigga, bend him, it take a week if he mended
Baby, you got the image: patriotic, offended
Player, she was takin' a knee before it was trendin'
Caskets! Flex, you never had this
The jabs Zab quick for this bag hit, embarassin'
Bash him, he went for the mattress – "Taxes!"
Tryna go for Helen of Troy a kill these niggas, I'm Brad P–
D's lookin' with the skully like he Mulder
The loaner who bandin' with his brothers like a Jonas
I'm on yours, I tear a nigga like ammonia
Got funky, your shooters ain't sent nothin' but aroma
On these corners, shorty only do it 'cause it's cool
Fuck 'em, all he wanna listen to now is music that moves
"We don't wanna hear that unity, fool
Guess them niggas that Sold Harlem (SoHarlem)
Was tryna change the community too."
I'm like ooh, hard to ask him how he doin' in school
He just rude, but I can dig it, you know, life is a jewel
But it's true, learn from it
Don't fall in the same mistakes again in Satan's grip
Trip, catch you off guard like a atheist, I'll break your–
I knock Calvin right out his glasses, they gassed him
Find out the hard truth in your war boots
Stormtroop, fightin' a strong case, why the long face?
Main broad up in the short stay on your court date
Damn! You listenin' to a musician
Tryna tell this beautician the track ain't for horseplay
I'm a standout, I told her I'm a good catch
She got her hands out, I mean what you niggas expect?!
You took the stand out, fumblin'
Hit with the book crumblin'
Just beat, can't take the rap now, you mumblin'
You weak, small, frail, I wore a shell, war is hell
No relief, pain runs deep, don't think our auras gel
Can't jack what youngin jockin', how?
Tweetin' like a thug, a hunnit rounds
We meet you at the club, you in a gown
Fuck who you was! We got it now!
I'm still clickin', difference I never traded on one member
Niggas better off catchin' Farrakhan at a Trump dinner
Where the thugs killas collide, you guys non-operative
You not for this, in a populace the total opposite
Stop the shits, 2Pacalypse, keep it positive
You 'bout to watch me raise up on you just like a Cosby kid
The problem is, you thinkin' too much, I put my heart in this
It's hard denims, waist to the cuff, and I'ma walk in 'em
All way to your door, I do home visits
Dog, bury you in your own backyard, pick a bone wit' him
Hold the wheel, give you that holy feel
Hittin' like Holyfield mixed with some Golden Seal
Off a pint of Henny finna overdose on pills
Ridin' dirty, unlicensed firearm with the open s–
I'm still that dangerous
I'm from outta that hanger, different rap chamber
You know where you at stranger?
That Talk Dirty in stores
And yeah, I make a movie and do the score
I know with J to Z they had reasons to doubt sure
But I just saw twenty-two two's
When it's times to (two) gon' get your four 44s
Lord! Now do the math on that
Don't imagine it, the fact is that
I'm somethin' different out the same habitat
I battle rap and I drop records
Do the cabbage patch or get your cabbage patched
Cut me in however you dissect it
This ain't that put your faith in favors later, thank the neighbors
I came to bring 'em that thing that cracks the creator's data
The great debater, you're slow, at least a turtle know
Exactly why Morris never lifted weights with Slater
What may have saved ya is I missed the bell ding
But know your principles
'Cause branchin' out, they don't teach you that in judicial school
The qi is deep, Swave Sevah, ninja jiu-jitsu moves
Official views, stripes with your wife, gettin' this whistle tuned
Bottom wisdom tooth, pull up on ya, dig at you
If you choose, fuck a friend, pile of money: Mr. Scrooge
Head to toe, they read the glow: Dorothy clickin' shoes
Wizard at these ah's, my nigga, but they'll be missin' you
I'm read' to go, Wanda was Jamie Foxx who did Ray
So know if you bringin' me shade how I play
Around my way, if I'm on my way and you in my way
Know if I don't get my way, ain't no way you gettin' away – BANG!

Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075 Q&A

Who wrote Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075's ?

Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075 was written by Loaded Lux.

When did Loaded Lux release Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075?

Loaded Lux released Loaded Lux | Funk Flex | #Freestyle075 on Thu Sep 28 2017.

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