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Already woke, spared a joke, barely spoke, rarely smoke |
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Stared at folks when properly provoked, mirror broke |
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Here, share strawberry morning, gone an more important spawning |
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Torn in, poor men sworn in |
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Cornish hens switching positions, auditioning morticians |
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Saw it in a vision, ignoring prison |
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Ignoramuses enlist and sound dumb |
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Found 'em drowned in cow's dung, crowns flung |
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Rings a Tinkerbell, sing for things that's frail as a fingernail |
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Bring a scale, stale ginger lingers |
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Seven figures invigor |
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Nigga, fresh from out the jail, alpha male |
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Sickest ninja injury this century, enter plea |
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Lend sympathy to limper Simple Simon rhyming emcees |
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Trees is free, please leave a key |
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These meagre fleas, he's the breeze |
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And she's the bees knees for sheez |
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G's of G's |
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Seize property, shopper sprees, chop the cheese |
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Drop the grease to stop diseases, gee wiz pa! |
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DOOM rock grandma like the kumbaya |
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Mama was a ho hopper, papa was a Rolling Stone star like Obama |
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Pull a card like oh drama |
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Civil liberties |
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These little titties abilities riddle me, middle C |
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Give a MC a rectal hysterectomy |
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Lecture on removal of the bowels, foul technically |
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Don't expect to see the recipe |
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Until we receive the check as well as the collection fee |
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More wreck than Section Z |
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What you expect to get for free? |
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Shit from me, history |
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The key, plucked it off the mayor |
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Chucked it in the ol' tar pit off La Brea, player |
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They say he's gone too far |
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DOOM'll catch em after Jumah on cue lacka!! |
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Do whatcha gotta do, grarrrr |
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The rumors are not true, got two ma |
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No prob, got the job, hot-barred heart throb |
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Scotchguard the bar with cotton swabs, dart lob |
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Bake a cake, sweet |
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Jamaica trade in treats on the beach |
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Make her skeet til her feets meet |
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Can it be I stayed away too long? |
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Did you miss these rhymes when I was gone? |
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As you listen to these crazy tracks |
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Check them stats then you know where I'm at |
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And that's that |