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It's time for me |
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I never rhyme for free at least pay attention you know, let your mind be free |
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I think by now everyone knows my funk flows will ease the pain because |
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MCs we brain make 'em nervous here for your service infer this clear to any rapper that is wacka |
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I'll slap ya |
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I talk shit that's amazin' the days spent inside my crib producin' had me boostin' my confidence now |
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I will stomp some sense into those numbskulls |
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I leave 'em dumb-dull |
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I thank you the listener cause if it was up to me if yall was girls |
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I'd be kissin' ya and the brothers get phat pounds and goin' round is phat pounds of indo no brown |
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I puff sess at the rest unless they have the bomb beta and now my mom made a turnaround she wasn't concerned & clowned mostly, now |
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I get ends & my job is not pretend, [CHORUS:] "It doesn't phaze, I amaze wit my phrases, play this in your Jeep, so your neighbors lose some sleep (I wanna thank you)..." |
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I wanna thank you cause my dank grew & flourished nourished ny hunger sure, it's me indulgin' never will |
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I bullshit some other finna frame if you're a beginner here's my name |
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DeL! myster, ya shyster |
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I'll heist your jewels & tolls & leave ya fooled |
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Moot, I never get soot my ends that |
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I got last year will probably still get resooped |
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I know yall're sick'n tired of these weakassniggas makin' records so just check what |
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I delivers |
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I send shivers down ya spine |
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I'm incline to bind and put together clever conversation cause |
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I'm dope without the leather whether or not, my spot is never taken or forever breakin' on new rhymers they flock around, wanna be down & two timers |
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I will design a flow that will remind ya dumbasshoes and a path go go to a spot where |
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I know that the grass's sold, [CHORUS:] "I love to roll a fat stogie, if you're out there you can roll one too, & listen only ( I wanna thank you, peace)... |
