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Yo I'm from L I fella, vision had you into my figgida
Figgida and mobile
Holding mic's is so I be just day dreaming
Drop for like, nine months, and rock backyards to fronts
Who wants to live the gutter life, we got to walk, baby
I need a chick big potatoes to mash, baby
Hang like parachutes, I've been for years
Went rapping in cars to rapping careers

One beer, two beers, I got the gift Santa
I go from NY to DC, and down to
you fly like propellor, we be down in the cellar
What I you call the basement
'Cause that's where all he bass
we turn it up a notch, old school like Ed Kotch
Toss my foot up in the air and grab my
Who am I? Michael, keep the on a cycle
So we can finish up the flow within fro, word out

is called frozen style
Shatter your style
Freeze like style y'all

on, check it out, I'm the P to the O to the S
Known to pinpoint the to the chest
So wear vest, nibble the thighs and breast on Vanessa
Had to sneak it 'cause her moms kept me pressure
Now as the sun appears to and set
cats live for the hood 'cause it's as good as it gets
But my plot is much thicker, I it much quicker
Three hundred and sixty to the P H

So I'm balanced, not a fella to
the dots, I got two propellors in awe
Went ghetto to the meadow
Seen all degrees of hot, and froze I was not
Like lot, my threw salt in the game
Invested cheese in the mouse who pork into fame
Now you my name being screamed on the ride of life
too late to get off, to get off

We in the y'all, we in the house y'all
We about to get evicted, there no lights or liquid
The bills ain't paid and last we had a raid
we partied too much but that's my family's trade
Invited all of my folks, and yo, all my folks
They to silence our shit, but we just pushed up the fade
Sat back to charge a dollar, hadn't got
And on the band and got stupid when the keyboard played

funky with the propeller heads y'all

N-Now listen, you see, I'm to usher the pain with no relief
But still get the "Great Scotts, are you a
Seems like you got a mouth full of gold"
Sorry for that, plaque soon to come
Till then got me working the drum
For a fee, so notify the foe for the fumble
I hear you want to rumble on the mic, so it out
How you it, I got it

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