First post and need some friendly help

First downvote!

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You are on the correct board.

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Cool. I thought there may have been a special board just for beginners where they could get incinerated before coming here. I guess not.

English mother fricker, do you speak it?

Hi Altie.

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Incognito Izzy

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Is your dad MercerBears?

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to got to get

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“TO GOT TO GET”

Yo!
From the boom box on the block
To the top of the charts—
It’s a three-word hustle, baby.
To. Got. To. Get.

Verse 1
Step to the mic with a snap-back tilt,
Cold-cut rhythm, raw-built guilt,
Streetlight scholar with a master plan,
Pen in my fist like a battering ram.

From a “to” — that’s a dream in the air,
To a “got” — now you feel that stare,
To a “get” — when you take what’s yours,
Kick down doubt like a pair of doors.

Cassette deck click, hear the tape go hiss,
808 heart with a razor-edge kiss,
No babysitter to legit my crown,
I build it up, don’t tear it down.

Hook
You got to get! (GET!)
What you never had! (HAD!)
No handout, no regret—
Just sweat and a notepad pad!
You got to get! (GET!)
No slow-mo silhouette—
From “to” to “got” to “get,”
That’s the coldest alphabet!

Verse 2
Graffiti grammar on a subway train,
Spray-can verbs in a hurricane,
Every letter like a loaded threat,
I ain’t even warmed up yet.

“TO” is the spark when the fuse gets lit,
“GOT” is the grind when you don’t quit,
“GET” is the grab when the moment’s tight,
Snatch that crown in the neon night.

Breakdance feet on a cardboard stage,
Young heart trapped in a lion’s cage,
I don’t beg, I don’t borrow,
I blast through walls like there’s no tomorrow.

Hook
You got to get! (GET!)
No mercy, no net!
From the sweat of your set
To the check you collect!
You got to get! (GET!)
Don’t choke, don’t fret!
From “to” to “got” to “get,”
That’s a power move you won’t forget!

Bridge
No fairy tale, no crystal stair,
Just cold night air and a rebel glare,
From wish to will to win—
That’s the trilogy I’m in.

Say it loud, don’t mumble it—
Dream it, build it, rumble it—
If you want that throne,
You gotta muscle it.

Verse 3
Boom-bap blast with a chrome-plated flow,
Old-school style but the future in tow,
I don’t walk—I stomp that set,
Three hard words I’ll never forget.

From “to” — the vision in your head,
To “got” — the hunger you’re fed,
To “get” — when the fear drops dead,
That’s the path where legends tread.

Outtto
You got to get! (GET!)
What you never had!
From “to” to “got” to “get,”
Turn the good to bad to rad!
You got to get! (GET!)
No pause, no reset—
From “to” to “got” to “get”…

Are you flaming?

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Ole Miss will blame Lane for that too.

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