Immaculate Reception ft. Soy Is Real, GameboyJones, Richie Branson & Lucky Seven Lyrics

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I present to you the Immaculate Reception

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This is the generation of miracles

Something kinda wonderful

Presentation Imperial

Went from uncharted like Nathan Drake

Hating my job to rotting in tour vans

From state to state, from the quickest state

Used to write raps on paper plates

It's okay to hate, no really, everyone makes mistakes

This is antique art, so we push it like a teacup

My reign never ending like the One Piece arc

I can't be pulled away, plus I'm feeling good today

I ain't took a loss, it's MSG with Bully Ray

And I was scripted, I'm back to business

My rap pernicious, miracles like this is something you have to witness

Some Blackalicious make you feel that way

Steady counting all my blessings

Heard the devil got arrested on possession

I ain't stressing, oh no

You ain't think that it can be that hot

Crowd's aping this hype since the Dreamcast dropped

I do more in a single day than most cats can imagine

I guess it hit different when it actually happens

This is the generation of miracles

Something kinda wonderful

Presentation Imperial

I'm Squadolo, Chewy when Han Solo was froze

I style polo, transporting in Volvos

Just a 10 in the gym, sporting some no-dos

A passport stamp, I'm passing a cash promo

Fast forward, I'm stacking the math slo-mo

Get clapped with the strap and they bagging your ass Frodo

We eat at Soto Soto's, they got our logo on the table

Girls dropping rotos because we rolled Os

Check my rank like Boji and Kage

I don't fear no man, it's totally my way

I don't hear those plans, that's mostly God's play

My space is void of comments from obsolete rhyme sayers

To God praying like finders to find capers

I'm just a tarnished, looking for diameters

Shocking to listeners, listen up

Get the f*** off Twitter, you ain't rich enough yet

This is the generation of miracles

Something kinda wonderful

Presentation Imperial

Ain't been the one to look for handouts

Now I be getting emails and DMs with rappers' hands out

Cause I live what I planned out

Haters see how I'm living, so most of them shut their damn mouths

All of my non-believers look up and say I'm the man out

Not proving people wrong, it's just an average here

You can say my s*** ain't heat, but I still be a cavalier

Ain't no capping here, feeling like Boji, the smallest giant

The ranking of kings is meaningless when you can see the bias

So I'ma just be defiant and step out of the community

Truthfully going down my own path

Ain't something that's new to me

Seeking new opportunities, always been met with scrutiny

Even had lots of family who said I'm dreaming too foolishly

Now I know that my kids will be eating after my eulogy

Breaking generational curses

I tell them they can do anything if they just put the work in

They'll ask me how did I do it

I tell them it's all hard

I had to go transform, that way we'll get all sparked

This is the generation of miracles

Something kinda wonderful, presentation imperial

Yo, I'm the one that they can't defeat

Keep the high top jumpman's on the feet

Three steps when I travel, air, land, and sea

Cross them so hard they feel the nails in their hands and feet

Yo, I'm sorry for the sacrilege

But every time I'm rapping on wax, I'm so passionate

Aim high like AI, this ain't practicing

Even when I'm broke, I keep a courtside fashion sense

Only big bags if you see me in the mall

Long flights, fast cars, I done did it all

Whip moving through the lane like it's Chris Paul

All my haters silent like my ringer when your chick calls

Before I hit my stride, it was all bad

Neighbors moving nicks at night, they selling all that

I keep it on me for defense in case the opps attack

Every clip extended like Kawhi Leonard's contract