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Pound for Pound Video (MV)




Performed By: Dunamis
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: M S




Dunamis - Pound for Pound Lyrics
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Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
Sterling notes
Ch-ch-ch-ching
Won't answer the phone if you r-r-ring
Don't wanna hear it
Made mistakes but I'm still God fearing
Cut to the chase, step in, they revere him
Alla my peers are appearing
Alla your peers disappearing
Gone, vanish
Onna mic I can't control the damage
Just sit tight, be patient, never panic
Be alright I know that I can manage
To get to the top
Take my chance never expected a shot
Shut your mouth never respected an opp
Just stopped by Wu and collected a crop
Really coming this year just wait for the drop
Just wait for the drop
Lay low keep a seat on the throne
When I spit like this it's the key to my dome
Key to my head top
Gotta make money
Gotta do a bread bop
If you don't rock Dirtboys
That's a dead cop
If you don't rock with my team that's a red dot
If you don't rock with my team that's a red dot
Guess who's back
Cutting no slack
3 taps on the D-pad all out attack
A-T-T-A-C-K
Think you should get on you knees and pray
Don't know about you I don't play these games
No glasses I see these snakes
You can't pretend man I see these fakes, yeah I see these fakes
Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
Take a breather
Lemme take two tokes of the reefa
Bars too cold left them all in the freezer
Flow too sick think I might have a fever
Just killed a rapper call me the reaper
Thief in the night no sound I'm a creeper
Now please wipe that dirt off my sneaker
Cos damned is the man who believes in a man
I flex cos I can, you won't understand
Don't mess with the gang, they pull up and bang
Wanna trip to Japan and I'm spending the bands
Spending the Yens
'06 I was rolling with Renzo
Wanna get to the point we can spend notes
But you ain't one of my friends though, no
Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
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Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
Sterling notes
Ch-ch-ch-ching
Won't answer the phone if you r-r-ring
Don't wanna hear it
Made mistakes but I'm still God fearing
Cut to the chase, step in, they revere him
Alla my peers are appearing
Alla your peers disappearing
Gone, vanish
Onna mic I can't control the damage
Just sit tight, be patient, never panic
Be alright I know that I can manage
To get to the top
Take my chance never expected a shot
Shut your mouth never respected an opp
Just stopped by Wu and collected a crop
Really coming this year just wait for the drop
Just wait for the drop
Lay low keep a seat on the throne
When I spit like this it's the key to my dome
Key to my head top
Gotta make money
Gotta do a bread bop
If you don't rock Dirtboys
That's a dead cop
If you don't rock with my team that's a red dot
If you don't rock with my team that's a red dot
Guess who's back
Cutting no slack
3 taps on the D-pad all out attack
A-T-T-A-C-K
Think you should get on you knees and pray
Don't know about you I don't play these games
No glasses I see these snakes
You can't pretend man I see these fakes, yeah I see these fakes
Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
Take a breather
Lemme take two tokes of the reefa
Bars too cold left them all in the freezer
Flow too sick think I might have a fever
Just killed a rapper call me the reaper
Thief in the night no sound I'm a creeper
Now please wipe that dirt off my sneaker
Cos damned is the man who believes in a man
I flex cos I can, you won't understand
Don't mess with the gang, they pull up and bang
Wanna trip to Japan and I'm spending the bands
Spending the Yens
'06 I was rolling with Renzo
Wanna get to the point we can spend notes
But you ain't one of my friends though, no
Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
Minimal practice
Try and match me can't match this
Never thought that I would have this
Then I caught fire like matchsticks
Feel the flame burning turning the tables round
That's how I made my sound
Didn't drop from sky man I came from ground
Go back to back
Go pound for pound
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Writer: M S
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