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Mr. Killer, I'm it by the second, the realest to ever do it, my lyrics is off the limits.
Its, the lyricist, vigorous, still the vividest, visionist,

God magnificent!!!!!

Hi, Mr. James how you do
I J.Cole, but them bitches like who dat?
To my level? a joint.
And I get head like I.. a coin.
When i rip greats, shit faced dudes how my taste? quick paid.

omgosh I love you James!!

Its Patrick's the way I keep the green.
Its in the south, I gotta keep it clean.
Now I'm motherfuckers!
Look the peephole.
I on the track, you could call me Stev-o.
I got green, my should be Ceelo.
I'm knocking doors down can you see me the peepholeee?

I'm the man now dudes put your down.
Cluster the way I gotta standout.
Man, I'm just flyer a beehive.
Yes I'm the best even can't see why.
you see it? I'm taking on the lead.
I grind so it is aching out my teeth.
It's Mr. Standout I'm never on a seat.
cold in Miami cause I'm bringing out the Heat.

Now I'm with my snapback, act fast, stacks on my backpack, blackjack, swag can you match that?
Black hat with the all-black
Looking like a Mac when you something a PC.
I'm on your TV, like Cool J
Too fresh, stuck up on your like a toupee.
Mr. player, you at the ref.
And if you never heard of James then you must've deaf.
I never ran now I run tracks.
Fun fact ya boy than a thumbtack.
It's first coming and its sounding a comeback.
It's first coming and its like a comeback.
Man, I just take a day off.
They call me "the beAst" and I tell em the "A" off.
Take over word to the print.
J to the K, you to the movement.