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Only fifteen and I go harder than most |
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Trying to say you on my level? Boy you not even close |
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And I just kill them with the flow |
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About my dough |
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Yeah, that's for certain |
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I'mma beast up on these beats |
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And I go stupid with the verses |
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Just for the record, I'm recking it |
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Yeah, Atlanta I represent |
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Medicine couldn't help the kid |
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Cause a nigga is deadly sick |
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Killing rappers to pass it |
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Can't help the pastor |
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I'm coughing disaster faster than |
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You could ever imagine, I |
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The name's Jake Lambo |
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Spitting like a chopper that ain't running out of ammo |
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Camo, cargo that's what I like to wear |
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Used to rock the temp fade |
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'Til I twisted up my hair |
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Now, dreaded like a Rasta |
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Imposter, stopping impossible |
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Popping off in the positive |
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That the topics where I'mma go |
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Niggas falling like dominoes |
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Tell them "catch up", vamanos |
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I be rhyming all kinds of flows |
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In the darkness 'til I'mma go |
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I'm a lyrical monster |
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Get your spirits [?] |
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Think you killed me on a song? |
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Then I come back to haunt you |
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Jake |
