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Cold water,fresh from every aspect |
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It's like |
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I have eight ligaments the way that |
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I grab checks |
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I'm passed go, puff it, then pass next on ratchets |
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I'm 007 make a nigga grab his gadget |
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Barbarian with the harpoon, don't walk in that dark room |
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Leave your organs on a barstool, then bag 'em up, carpool |
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Hodgy, he so devilish |
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Elevator, next level shit |
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I'm going up but it's going down but |
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I never settle bitch [Verse 2: Hodgy Beats] |
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All these ****ing drugs and no motivation |
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All these ****ing girls and no home to take them |
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All these ****ing plugs ain't no where to gauge them |
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Call the sluts to roll the blunts |
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I'm guaranteed to face them |
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My power's like a horse's, you know where |
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I race them |
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On the track where |
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I practice careers for the taken |
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I'm swollen aching, smoking eighths and go defacing haters |
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You slow deflate that shit, mistake, |
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I'm on the road to mayhem [Hook: Left Brain] |
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Here we, here we, here we ****ing go (go) |
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Here we, here we, here we ****ing go (go) |
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Here we, here we, here we ****ing go (go) |
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Here we ****ing go, let these niggas know (know) [Verse 3: Hodgy Beats] |
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Smoking flights, roll the dice, |
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I'm sober like |
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I should have flown a kite |
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I got the calamite like dolomite so nigga don't step to me you a shoulder's height |
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Not a soldiers height, |
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I'm cold as ice, frozen bitten |
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North Face mittens, on a mission |
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Left in the kitchen, |
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I'm on?? the chef in the kitchen .. |
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I don't raise hell til its risen |
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Cos' jails are forbidden, and it's for a kitten |
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I'm pissing and shitting on rhythyms |
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It's given,the sky is the limit |
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Like ribbons and flying pigeons |
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Live and die my religion |
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Got my eyes, so |
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I ain't tripping |
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Eye's witness,but |
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I ain't snitching |
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Feds in my ear, but |
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I ain't listening |
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Dora the Explorer,hora |
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The horror hoarder |
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Daughters in storages,ransom mortages,no cash shortages |
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Orders is ..,she gone boil quick |
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Torture is tortoises slowly punching their torsos |
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Selling narcos and ???,like |
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Mexicans and their churros |
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Who is him and them,deminem |
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The antonym rambling |
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Mosh and squash the dandelon |
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Mellowhype throttling canvases |
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And won't pay for no damages |
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We ain't that nigga |
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But if you wanna **** some shit up |
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We'll paint that picture |
