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I end careers, years |
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Pierce ears fierce with spears |
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They say I'm gifted |
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Get lifted like the beers in Cheers |
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Catch a thunder bolt |
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Pockets stay lump from hundred notes |
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Stunning quotes make you run your coat while the sun's afloat |
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Prehaps, my skill is real as G Rap's |
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It feel as ill |
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As concealing drills in the knee caps |
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Your funny style get three snaps |
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In the circle when off the purple and greens |
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I'm higher than the jeans on Erkel |
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Then I murk you |
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Bust tecs, the lead sparking now who be my next head target |
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I lift up, roll out, like the red carpet |
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Say my name three times in the mirror and if I hear you |
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I'll appear clearer |
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Extend both arms and pull you nearer |
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Pound for pound |
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I'm, pretty live on the mic |
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And keep it flooded like Mike, on Motown 25 |
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Put your soul on ice and sold it for a whole known price |
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I'm nice, keep a knot swole on dice |
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Grin is sarcastic |
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The way my pen'll spark acid on the bar |
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Whether in the crib or the car, blast it |
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Son is a, prob rob funds from your publisher |
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While his dogs put his guns to you like the Punisher |
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Or the Terminator |
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Flow is harder |
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Than a German major midterm paper |
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The kid burns the saber |
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Striking cats, how you want it |
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Gats, spike or bats |
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I know you liking that |
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Stay sharper than Viking hats |
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Exhale, blowed mist, served you with a cold dish |
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*****s vomiting, bowels moving, they can't hold piss |
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El and Royce, double team, hotter than a cup of steam |
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Club your spleen and bury you, just as deep as a submarine |
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Flawless, should be that very reason you applaud us |
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You saw us laying down a law just as raw as a crawfish |
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You met your death and although |
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I took away your breath and I ran |
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I still left with a Grand like Theft Auto |
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You little *****s can't touch me baby |
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Okay, maybe Jay-Z or maybe not |
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Pardon if I sound lazy |
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I've been puffing crazy |
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Writing Puff's shit so mutha****a **** you, pay me |
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Or lay down in your feces |
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My guns talk, I'm speechless |
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My Pen's that Teller |
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I bends that fella, now peep this |
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I eat you and then wash you down with who you eat with |
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Me and Elzhi, yeah, we split |
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He's sick, I'm sick |
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I'm sick of how sick |
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He is, he's sick of how sick me, is me, baby me |
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Sickest in the D, since the Slim Shady LP |
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I can ****, that's what ladies tell me |
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83 I was ****ing, I was six |
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Head in my momma's daycare, yeah, that was nothing, I'm the shit |
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Back into my rhyme again, *****s call me arrogant |
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That's because I'm confident, I found it when I found a pen |
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Three deals later |
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Three meals later, tryna win |
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About to be signed again, that's right I'm bout to clown again |
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Knock, knock, who is that |
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It's the cat that'll snap |
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Throw cheese in the trap, on you homie, you a rat |
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Ha ha ha |
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I'm back, matter of fact I've never left |
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Those who say they ain't expect it, can't accept it |
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Haters left this |
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Boy no choice but to blow |
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**** another ho from on another pole, **** a show |
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**** a flow, I'm about getting money fast |
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While you rapping or perhaps you hustling sucka slow |
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Ice glow, sticky green |
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Bush on sicky team |
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Capone, put powerful white boy, wicked cream |
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Get him straight if he leans, fifty fiends in a line |
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Nickel Nine, been around, *****s you would kneel around |
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From Milan to Iran I'm a don |
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Now when I'm around *****s calming down eating like it's Ramadan |