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Uh, I heard there was a funeral for Auto-Tune |
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I'm glad that I'm livin, some of y'all is doomed |
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Talkin 'bout death, I'd be honored to |
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Death of DJs yellin over all the tunes |
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Thought he was the man but that boy a coon |
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And I'm so street smart they call me "Harvard Goon" |
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Mixtape Messiah 8 is what y'all assume |
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But scratch that, better take cover, dodge the boom! |
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Gotta kill it like Michael, not Jackson but Vick |
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Get punished for the crime, have 'em still on my dick |
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I'm so Pharreal with this thing on my hip |
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Pusha and a Malice, yeah I got me two Clipse |
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Lookin for some trouble, you can have your first wish |
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I'd take your house, have your kitchen on bricks |
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No banana in the tailpipe Miss |
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Pullin my money and it's never no splits |
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Whips what you mean, I could be a slave master |
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Hundred for the Benz but the 'lac is way faster |
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dropout like I never heard Asher |
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I don't need your opinion if I ain't ask ya |
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Make 'em remember they asthma |
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Ladies want to practice, I make 'em play tackle |
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Chill out, what ya hidin from the drop for? |
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Lookin for some ice baby, welcome to Alaska |
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Luv Wit My |
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Tryin to date mine, I'm a tell the chick tax |
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Million dollar mack, have your mama on her back |
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Tap Tap for Revenge like the iPhone app |
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King of mixtapes, let 'em know that that's fact |
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I'm fittin to run rap, mess around and get lapped |
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Round of applause for ya if I get jacked |
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I bet ya hear claps comin out the kid's strap |
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Everytime they see me, they just call me "hachoo" |
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'Cause every verse sick enough to give ya that flu |
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Every stack I'm pickin up thick as Ragu |
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I'm pullin up in my dropper, they like "Koopa, that's you?" |
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True, I just want my clout to last |
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And they say that money talks, so I'm talkin fast |
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Promise my vault is like Alcatraz |
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Ya break in, you're never gonna make it out with cash |
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Could get money out of Pamela Anderson |
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And her son, I'm the man with funds |
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Give me your account, let me manage one |
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I'm a gon' clean it out until the damage done |
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Let me be clear , no antenna |
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Hundred thou' stacks, that's a big man dinner |
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Pull up outside on some big chrome spinners |
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Hop out just to show you how quick I can get scrilla |