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Yeah! That all mighty amazing, ill, highly contagious |
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Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge |
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Until your body sound clash |
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Head of the class, Magna Cum Laude |
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Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant, foul rowdy |
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Reed pipe but deed tight, disposition keep on flipping |
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Keep em playing they position |
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Keep making the people listen what I spin |
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Put 'em out on a limb |
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Got tears, got blood, got sweat, leaking out of the pen |
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Y'all fake niggas not setting a trend |
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We never listen to them |
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It's like trying to take a piss in the wind |
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My home team doing visitors in, yo don't test 'em |
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They all standing close to the edge, so don't stress 'em |
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Now who the type built to last? |
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It's no question, the Master! |
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Villain in Black with no stets in my sound |
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Hitting you hard from every direction |
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Your head and shoulder, area your midsection dawg! |
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Yeah, [Incomprehensible] |
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Give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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Just give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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[Incomprehensible] cut the check |
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Give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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Give it here, and don't say nuthin' |
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Yeah, Illadel! Home of the original gun clappers |
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Out on the wrong corner your shit'll get spun backwards |
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You got the fool wanting the rules, enter at risk |
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Or your own nana'll keep a gat under the mattress |
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Shorties running reckless from Philly to Texas |
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Surprising what niggas willing to do to get a necklace |
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Some emotions felt better left unexpressed at times |
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Niggas' crime record longer than a guest list |
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Yes, I done seen things you wouldn't believe |
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Seen people reach levels thought they'd never achieve |
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Silhouettes waiting in the wings ready to D |
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Thirst decise or need at least a buck to breathe |
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C'mon! Stick up kids, they be out to tax |
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Most times they be sticking you without the gats |
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I'll still be on the grind when it all collapse |
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And if it's my worst bar then I'ma take it right back nigga |
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Give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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Just give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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[Incomprehensible] cut the check |
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Give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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Give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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Yeah, it ain't nothin' like I rush I get, in front of the band |
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On stage wit the planet in the palm of my hand |
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When a brother transform, from anonymous man |
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To the force, crush whoever might of thought I was playin' |
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I'ma flame some, sentence the shit, the cold twist to slang |
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Thicker than big boy baby, Mom, sister pain |
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Beyond measure, relaxed under pressure |
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You see the master piece, but to me it's unperfected |
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Give it here Geffen Records, I'm off the handle |
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Cut the check, and yo it better be as heavy as anvil |
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Next joint comin', all bets is canceled |
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Nigga black ink, red was a G financial |
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We finna have the whole industry at a stand still |
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See me put the system on lock like can pill |
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So get with them endorsements, and call reinforcements |
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Cause my click come a full sizable portions, yeah |
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Give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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Just give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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[Incomprehensible] cut the check |
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Give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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Give it here and don't say nuthin' |
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