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Free Shot Video (MV)




Performed By: Moore
Length: 2:36
Written by: Andrew Moore




Moore - Free Shot Lyrics




Time and time again, I find I find myself askin'
Every time I ask a question, seems I request a blessing
Never learn my lesson so it seems
I take one more for the team
Every time it rips I sew the seams
At least I'm capable of dreams

Ima fight this fight til nothing's left of me
Rest in peace if you step to me that's the recipe for catastrophe
Bastard please, you don't wanna clash with me You'll be a casualty
I casually make what's hard to a fragile beat
I can't stand defeat
I'm the man to beat
Your a plant, I'm a manatee, and I plan to eat
Real talk, no fantasy. Bet your friend is a fan of me
God bless any enemies that you send to me
By any means I'll end the beef, turn their head to a centerpiece
Better let it be like McCartney, you don't wanna start me up cause I'm starving
Start the barbee. Claim your hard but hardly. Raise the bar for these Barbies
Lead my army, harm me physically, but you can't get rid of me
I'll kill a dope or a shitty beat
Watch City streets are what raised me, this city damn near made me
And it's where I'm gonna raise my baby's. It's where I met my lady
Lotta fun times sometimes got crazy
Puffin on daisys daily but it never made me lazy
You can't phase me. Can't erase me. Couldn't catch up if you chased me
First what I'm placing. Hurt my replacements
Recorded this joint in the basement
Sounds like some big time studio L.A. shit
Living in The Matrix. Lookin all around me and all I see is fake shit
I ain't with the bullshit, nah I don't take shit
I don't ask first, I take it.
Make a hoe wanna get naked
When I'm in the spot leave it blazin, when your in the spot leave it vacant
Real talk, I ain't even hatin. My style is intimidating
Chicks down for the mating, no I'm not rich but I made it
Married to the mother of my babies
A family I can ask how their days been
A daughter I can teach to and play with, I watch her in amazement
Get faded when it's late and I want to
Whack Mcs I will taunt you and haunt you
Glad that I'm me, thank God that I'm not you
I'm a monsoon and I'm coming for your pontoon
Turn a cold beat to a hot tune, something you cannot do
King not Queen but I'll rock you
You wanna respond? Shoot. I'll give you a free shot
Tell your producer to loop where the beat drops
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Time and time again, I find I find myself askin'
Every time I ask a question, seems I request a blessing
Never learn my lesson so it seems
I take one more for the team
Every time it rips I sew the seams
At least I'm capable of dreams

Ima fight this fight til nothing's left of me
Rest in peace if you step to me that's the recipe for catastrophe
Bastard please, you don't wanna clash with me You'll be a casualty
I casually make what's hard to a fragile beat
I can't stand defeat
I'm the man to beat
Your a plant, I'm a manatee, and I plan to eat
Real talk, no fantasy. Bet your friend is a fan of me
God bless any enemies that you send to me
By any means I'll end the beef, turn their head to a centerpiece
Better let it be like McCartney, you don't wanna start me up cause I'm starving
Start the barbee. Claim your hard but hardly. Raise the bar for these Barbies
Lead my army, harm me physically, but you can't get rid of me
I'll kill a dope or a shitty beat
Watch City streets are what raised me, this city damn near made me
And it's where I'm gonna raise my baby's. It's where I met my lady
Lotta fun times sometimes got crazy
Puffin on daisys daily but it never made me lazy
You can't phase me. Can't erase me. Couldn't catch up if you chased me
First what I'm placing. Hurt my replacements
Recorded this joint in the basement
Sounds like some big time studio L.A. shit
Living in The Matrix. Lookin all around me and all I see is fake shit
I ain't with the bullshit, nah I don't take shit
I don't ask first, I take it.
Make a hoe wanna get naked
When I'm in the spot leave it blazin, when your in the spot leave it vacant
Real talk, I ain't even hatin. My style is intimidating
Chicks down for the mating, no I'm not rich but I made it
Married to the mother of my babies
A family I can ask how their days been
A daughter I can teach to and play with, I watch her in amazement
Get faded when it's late and I want to
Whack Mcs I will taunt you and haunt you
Glad that I'm me, thank God that I'm not you
I'm a monsoon and I'm coming for your pontoon
Turn a cold beat to a hot tune, something you cannot do
King not Queen but I'll rock you
You wanna respond? Shoot. I'll give you a free shot
Tell your producer to loop where the beat drops
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Writer: Andrew Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © ANDREW J. MOORE, O/B/O DistroKid

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