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I got game like Kobe, act like you know me, if you rhyme better well then kid you best show me |
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Fly by wrecking, never come in second, fists in my pocket and use my words as my weapon |
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Ghetto blaster thumping, girlies are bumping, got to get the dough like my man Donald Trump and |
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Set this in motion, jaws in the ocean, if you need a rhyme well, then kid I got the potion |
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Damn |
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Building this up like a high rise, better yet phatter than Neil Carter's right thigh |
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Coming in slanging, never leave you hangin, if you talk shit then on your door I'm banging |
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Twisting up hip hop, running with my flip flops, past all the cops just chilling in the donut shops |
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For no other reason, no it ain't treason, just coming up cause this is the zebrahead season |
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Get back |
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I didn't want it |
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Didn't need it |
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My time is the only thing that you have taken |
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So about the world, don't be mistaken |
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Get back |
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I didn't want it |
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Didn't need it |
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You're lost the only thing that you were given |
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Afraid to stand alone, so now you're tripping |
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Living life disco, here to San Fransisco, do my own stunts cause I like to take the risk, yo |
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Punk rock rhyming, rap in always climbing, like your first time cause I'll pop out your hymen |
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With the bass drum booming, jump up in the room and, watch the walls sway cuz the grove is grooving |
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Got your hands shaking, suckers that I'm baking, made you look dumb it's your girl that I'm Taking |
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What |
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Let me set this off like a bomb, have your ass stepping like Jerry had Tom and I'm gone |
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With the free style form that I'm kicking, have your ass tripping, with the rhymes that I'm flipping |
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And this ain't no west coast thing, it's a world wide ring with the style we bring, right |
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So watch the dime drop as I harvest my crop cause I'm going to ride this to the top |
