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If your flow the flow that put the rap game on a
Then this that flow that'll annihilate the and turn you rappers to dust
No fuss and no fight, by using all of my
I will over the world and run this rap game out of sight
Is that patron in my cup, or is that
You show me money, make me perk up and my eyes gleam
I don't know what I be on, I be killing this shit
I fuck with none of you niggas like I'm a bigot and shit
You of got me started, spitting like I'm retarded
Bitch I be the Sergeant, number one in my quadrant
I can with the hardest, I'ma take it the farthest
Compared to a kitchen full of knives I still be the sharpest
I got mars bars, this is jam bitch
And I'm on my chest on some caveman shit
Can't see you, Ray Charles with my bitch
Eagle leave you dead in the wasteland bitch
Making history, call that an overwrite
on that lemon kush got me higher than a satellite
To kill rappers would be of my supreme delight
Pockets so fat they are now attracting cellulite
ya nose up, I'm the shit like commodes
In a kamikaze mode, flow
If rap was dead, I'ma him straight up out the casket
Revive 'em and tell him don't you die on me again you fucking bastard
Headed to the top, recognize where I came
She suck my like it's a thumb
She give good and I go dumb
And no not a diss, but I have a hit-list
And on it, I got everyone, Legendary but I have begun
My beats strong, Hip Hop's in my I.V.
I got a multitude of if a nigga want to try me
I'm killing everything, everything, I'm on a spree
I 'em all with kindness, you can call that common courtesy
Yellow tape around the booth, it's a murder scene
Hyped up off adrenaline, you stop me if you had Thorazine
So damn sick, you gon' a fucking quarantine
Young Money stunting, my money than a limousine
Let me calm for a minute, I'm feeling replenished
I dip that blunt in the and think that I'm a chemist
My flow is not normal because it's wretched
Mind so sharp, I try to too hard, fuck around and get beheaded
I write, I just spit
I spew bombs when I
Never-mind the nukes and atomic bombs let off in this bitch
what they say, I'll always be killing your set
You rappers owe me for shitty and I came to collect on that debt
It's Jay F. Tae, and the F would be for foul
If you hating, I you take yo' ass a-that-a-way
The next mixtape Weezy, I am protege
So that mean if yo' bars not up to par that you stay away