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[Verse 1] |
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It's Bill and Ivies |
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Villian eyes still spilling, guys so hot saw her panties catch fire |
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So, back fire when she call me around 5 |
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Hit her off around 9 |
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Lit my blunts off her fire stove |
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I'm never tired, I sever these petty lines |
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In my sleep so when I go it's live wire while your high though |
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Catch Ohio got a bitch that lets me hide |
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While I'm getting off packs outside of the city lines |
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Plenty time, Daily Bread, heavy grind |
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Never try cause the games to fake so it's never mind |
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Then I design my mind fine |
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You think I can't rhyme |
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I chew your signed artist out and storm like the land mind |
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I'm sick and twisted now fuck you and your image it's a gimmick |
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If you ever heard of Pittsburgh don't visit pal |
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95' flow but I was no holds barred |
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Quick to flip a pack in 05' that was my dro |
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Kick bad habits now I'm just a rap addict |
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Past passion, never going back |
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I'll just grasp action, talks nothing but I'm back masting |
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Kicking rhymes that's faster |
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Competition nothing but just backstabbers |
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[Verse 2] |
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Smack actors with bag ratchets and half ladders |
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Thinking back after smoking blunts where my ash catcher? |
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Nap sac full of bags don't even ask |
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Get my calf cabs, kick flipping ass |
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I'm a rap bastard |
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We keep it raw dog no double bars |
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Just the bass then I call |
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Alarms, ball hard, Olajuwon |
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Calm as dons, forest runs |
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What you want to call us on |
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Bars to strong licks hard as you wanted son |
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Let me chew it out |
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Everybody chewing now but I'm one of few that can choose [?] [?] [?] |
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Let me do it proud no punches |
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Cause when I get wild with these lyrics I make dudes hungry |
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Who wants me off top like some cheap papers |
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I was pre-made to remake the east end famous |
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And they'll probably make copies up in each language |
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Fuck being famous I was free-made and need dangerous |