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I pulverize niggas
I went from A to Z, you could call me A-Z
Do or die nigga, drop notarized scriptures
They open eyes quicker
Grimy war in 94'
Unloading 9 gripper
Nine copper, nine fiver, gun totin, nine sixer
Son lockin, cut throats n' bust open yall niggas
2000 and 6 still holdin my trigger
Unfolded my temper
If you tell your fam, you wanna ride on his man
He supposed to ride with you
Blood and water don't coincide nigga
But you tryna stop me from ridin like "no that's my nigga"
When they don't want me to ride I override ni**az
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Catch The Beat[Verse 1:Remy Ma]
Said that I got it I'ma give it and take it to these bitches
And once I start ain't no stopping I'm talking no intermission
I know these bitches be listening
Steady think I'm dissing em
But they pussy they ain't tryna fuck with Reminisce and 'em
My flow got a cold and I'm really getting sick of dem
Spitting holy water they dont want me to glistening
I'm from murder murder Castle Hill
I pull out the burner burner melt your ice grill
Remy Martin ain't no bitch ill as me
Only chick I like is Lauryn and she Hennessy
Call me infinity cause ain't no end of me
You ain't a blood relative you a fucking enemy
I smoke alot of weed but I got alot of energy
Type to fuck your man in ya crib where your dinner be
Wearing yo robe making noise while ya kids asleep
Call you on the phone so you can hear while he digging me
Yeah I know you feeling me, these females be killing me
I'm a grown ass woman so you can't be kidding me
You need a laxative cuz yall bitches can't do shit to me
No you a hoe you can't change your identity
See I bust guns, and I cop keys
You in the studio like (I'm tryna catch the beat)
You really think your better than me?
Bet your G, bet your piece , whatever I got extra cheese
Like a hamburger, no dude you ever heard of
Is anywhere next to my nigga shells burner
It's a problem out the gate
And you know they gone hate
When they rewind the tape
And that hear that nigga Gates
Steady tryna catch the beat
Can't even fucking catch the beat
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Kryptonite (Freestyle)[RemyMa: Verse 1]
Remy Ma's a chef, see I be baking soda
I mixed it with the white and now they call me Coke-A-Cola
I be on that Kryptonite
You see my legs, my ass, my waist
My hips, my face, and my tits is right
I be having niggas like, damn, damn, shorty look good
Plus she really hood and she really be spittin like
She ain't never gave a fuck
Stay smoking that sticky bud
In the cut like nigga what
Twistin a vanilla Dutch
Plus I'm over in LA, blazin on that Cali weed
Then I gotta twist it in a Peach flavored Swisher Sweets. (Come on)
And when Im in the Durty
You know they bringing me goodies
Im puffin patio piff you blowing backyard boogies
Step in the place with my hoodie down
Pussies like to call cops
Never let em see my face
In case I have to send shots
Then we back up in the Benz, again, me and my friends and em
No we ain't hoes but we chiefin like we Indians
We be on that Kryptonite, you know we be gettin right
And all he wanna know, is can he take me to his crib tonight
And I'm like I'm the comma, Queen of NY comma
Remy Ma's a problem, I only fuck with drama
See I be on it on it
All night, yo I be on it on it
I be the reason that your dick is sore, when you wake up in the morning
**************************************************
Unstoppable(Chorus)
Remi Martin step on the scene like wha
Pun album number 14 like wha
Bout to take the whole industry like wha
Like wha, what the fuck I can't be touched
We got the BX locked the
Mo less, T.S. has got me
No stress cause y'all can't stop me
A bitch like Rem is unstoppable

(Verse 1)
I wish every breath I take, could taste like 'dro
Every sentence that I say will come out in a flow
So I'll never have to write, or spend no dough on smoke
I was never a comedian, but y'all ho's a joke
I use to be the loud one, the only bitch in a bunch
Standin in the middle crowd, puffin a blunt
Like it's legal, never put the coke in my cut

I pulverize niggas

I went from A to Z, you could call me A-Z

Do or die nigga, drop notarized scriptures

They open eyes quicker

Grimy war in 94'

Unloading 9 gripper

Nine copper, nine fiver, gun totin, nine sixer

Son lockin, cut throats n' bust open yall niggas

2000 and 6 still holdin my trigger

Unfolded my temper

If you tell your fam, you wanna ride on his man

He supposed to ride with you

Blood and water don't coincide nigga

But you tryna stop me from ridin like "no that's my nigga"

When they don't want me to ride I override ni**az

**************************************************

Catch The Beat[Verse 1:Remy Ma]

Said that I got it I'ma give it and take it to these bitches

And once I start ain't no stopping I'm talking no intermission

I know these bitches be listening

Steady think I'm dissing em

But they pussy they ain't tryna fuck with Reminisce and 'em

My flow got a cold and I'm really getting sick of dem

Spitting holy water they dont want me to glistening

I'm from murder murder Castle Hill

I pull out the burner burner melt your ice grill

Remy Martin ain't no bitch ill as me

Only chick I like is Lauryn and she Hennessy

Call me infinity cause ain't no end of me

You ain't a blood relative you a fucking enemy

I smoke alot of weed but I got alot of energy

Type to fuck your man in ya crib where your dinner be

Wearing yo robe making noise while ya kids asleep

Call you on the phone so you can hear while he digging me

Yeah I know you feeling me, these females be killing me

I'm a grown ass woman so you can't be kidding me

You need a laxative cuz yall bitches can't do shit to me

No you a hoe you can't change your identity

See I bust guns, and I cop keys

You in the studio like (I'm tryna catch the beat)

You really think your better than me?

Bet your G, bet your piece , whatever I got extra cheese

Like a hamburger, no dude you ever heard of

Is anywhere next to my nigga shells burner

It's a problem out the gate

And you know they gone hate

When they rewind the tape

And that hear that nigga Gates

Steady tryna catch the beat

Can't even fucking catch the beat

**************************************************

Kryptonite (Freestyle)[RemyMa: Verse 1]

Remy Ma's a chef, see I be baking soda

I mixed it with the white and now they call me Coke-A-Cola

I be on that Kryptonite

You see my legs, my ass, my waist

My hips, my face, and my tits is right

I be having niggas like, damn, damn, shorty look good

Plus she really hood and she really be spittin like

She ain't never gave a fuck

Stay smoking that sticky bud

In the cut like nigga what

Twistin a vanilla Dutch

Plus I'm over in LA, blazin on that Cali weed

Then I gotta twist it in a Peach flavored Swisher Sweets. (Come on)

And when Im in the Durty

You know they bringing me goodies

Im puffin patio piff you blowing backyard boogies

Step in the place with my hoodie down

Pussies like to call cops

Never let em see my face

In case I have to send shots

Then we back up in the Benz, again, me and my friends and em

No we ain't hoes but we chiefin like we Indians

We be on that Kryptonite, you know we be gettin right

And all he wanna know, is can he take me to his crib tonight

And I'm like I'm the comma, Queen of NY comma

Remy Ma's a problem, I only fuck with drama

See I be on it on it

All night, yo I be on it on it

I be the reason that your dick is sore, when you wake up in the morning

**************************************************

Unstoppable(Chorus)

Remi Martin step on the scene like wha

Pun album number 14 like wha

Bout to take the whole industry like wha

Like wha, what the fuck I can't be touched

We got the BX locked the

Mo less, T.S. has got me

No stress cause y'all can't stop me

A bitch like Rem is unstoppable

(Verse 1)

I wish every breath I take, could taste like 'dro

Every sentence that I say will come out in a flow

So I'll never have to write, or spend no dough on smoke

I was never a comedian, but y'all ho's a joke

I use to be the loud one, the only bitch in a bunch

Standin in the middle crowd, puffin a blunt

Like it's legal, never put the coke in my cut