Make My Own Defari (Ft. Evidence)
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[Intro: Noelle]
I make my own
[Verse 1: Defari]
Destiny, the best of me invest in me
The rest of me is testin' me to fight the Devil's weaponry
Defari all powerful, elevated mastermind
The streets will devour you, cowards even pack nines
Rap stuff I'm advanced, tight like a headband
The mic I hold equal with my right and my left hand
Necessary jewelry, minimal foolery
Defari Herut keeps gettin' better than he used to be
[Hook: Noelle]
I can't cry to none
I make my
I am the shining sun
I make my own
[Verse 2: Defari]
Dilate affiliate, yep the homie Alchemist
Soul Assassin, Likwit Crew, down with a mound of chips
West Coast official, gauges and pistols
Diamonds and rubies and sapphire crystals
Drink for the cowboys, pour out some liquor
R.I.P. to my dead brothers and sisters
Rochester Big & Tall, polos in every color
Short sleeve, long sleeve, terry cloth, cream buddas
L.A. to N.Y., François to Italy
The world is a oyster, the pearl is my spittery
Often I'm imitated, federal I'm federated
Often a pretty broad's V is what I've penetrated
I make my own
[Verse 1: Defari]
Destiny, the best of me invest in me
The rest of me is testin' me to fight the Devil's weaponry
Defari all powerful, elevated mastermind
The streets will devour you, cowards even pack nines
Rap stuff I'm advanced, tight like a headband
The mic I hold equal with my right and my left hand
Necessary jewelry, minimal foolery
Defari Herut keeps gettin' better than he used to be
[Hook: Noelle]
I can't cry to none
I make my
I am the shining sun
I make my own
[Verse 2: Defari]
Dilate affiliate, yep the homie Alchemist
Soul Assassin, Likwit Crew, down with a mound of chips
West Coast official, gauges and pistols
Diamonds and rubies and sapphire crystals
Drink for the cowboys, pour out some liquor
R.I.P. to my dead brothers and sisters
Rochester Big & Tall, polos in every color
Short sleeve, long sleeve, terry cloth, cream buddas
L.A. to N.Y., François to Italy
The world is a oyster, the pearl is my spittery
Often I'm imitated, federal I'm federated
Often a pretty broad's V is what I've penetrated
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