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It's Finesse, the rhyme vet
Bigge, I'm 'Ready to die', but it ain't my fucking time yet
I bring the noise static, I cause havoc
When I grab the mic, I pack a party traffic

You know my style, I got the hip
I should be a construction worker, the way I be tearing down
One of the best, you to shout it
Bust a nigga's ass and won't give two about it

Word, I hunt you
I got a million why none of you can fuck around
I slay beginners, saute
Shit, and be damned if I don't walk away the

I kick facts, flip raps over hip
You what I'm saying?
(Yeah, I can dig that)
I'm gifted, my is wicked
When it comes to knowledge, I got jewels like the District

I'm the dopest, the baddest, one of the
Chicken heads, know my
For those that's waiting to
I'm a like Pete Rock and C L Smooth and "Straighten it out"

Ayo Show, my man
(Add on, add on)
A G, my man
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Ayo show, my man
(Add on, add on)
D-Flow, my man
(Add on, add on)

Check it, I got the to bomb your brain
I'm a threat like Saddam Hussein, niggas better know my
I flow the in a competition
I break them into something different

Buck 'em with the fucking and Wesson
M C's leave my section
Finger on the trigger, I figure, I kill that nigga for
I the four-fifth riff, and get your jaw shift

Flip phones and add got me looking gorgeous
Ignore the and get bucked down, child
With the three-pound pile, blow, How you like me
The new flow, you know how I do so

Whatever, a terror like Cujo
I'm out to get mine, I mils, God
Niggas that feel hard, chill, fuck around and get your scarred
D-Flow, you know my steelo, ceelo will let you know how we go
Chop him like a and let him die

And then I'm a add on arithmetic
Suckers, get stopped, so stop, who you riffing with?
I'm on point with the and fakes
Ain't the one, you get hung like
(Think I am?)

And it's proven, point blank, that's the
me losing, it's all an illusion
Like the rawism, I'm a him when I hurt him
Then him, because the Show and A G shit is sickening

Giving stress to them is a ritual
Nights and north flakes, oh yes, they bless the
the glock? No, I'm not
I use it as an art, ain't got the heart to hip-hop
Time to breeze, now I'm gone, the is rolling strong
So add on and on

Ayo show, my man
(Add on, add on)
A G, my man
(Add on, add on)

Ayo show, my man
(Add on, add on)
D-Flow, my man
(Add on, add on)