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Catfish
M.W.A. Ghetto Cowboy,
Jones

Yeah, had to walk away from anybody
Always been about it from the
Yeah, never been a hater, gave a fuck about a hater
Never a punk
Yeah, an innovator, fuck an imitator
Drop another hot son
'em back to feed my park
With Baby D and the of Crunk
Rest in Peace Grip Plyaz, Speakerfoxxx, and Bar
in Peace, Zoo, you ain't dead but to me you are
Still Dixie Mafia bitch, still that flag, I'm
New South in I drop, whether I sing or rap, ask Dax
Suit up, you gonna a haz-mat
Leaving these chewed up
Like a muskrat in a
I'll hang up the Ku Klux and I ain't got to act
I'll crack a cracker like I crack a bag of Cracker Jacks
Pull up bra, quit spilling your guts
You better cork bo-ttle
You feeling yourself, jerking off to my-tunes
You willing to bet, make a splash like pot-holes
After it rains, with your name just like a nose
You'll be running, trying to escape what's
But the exit's blocked, fucked, oh to be a woman
only one Michael Wayne, there's only one Klever
As for the other boy from Gadsden (Pst), whatever
welcome, now take that petty diss and run with it
Fuck around and I'll surround you like
You build a house of hate around what I have to this
Game, I'll make place your home
Like the Sons of did
Lame, I'm all the way up, woke,
You think you flame, you all the way suck, choke,
Bitch I'm on fire like holiday nuts, firm
You want the go, I'm all the way buck, you'll
Hop in the backseat bitch, Hip-Hop is
You could use an Uber, like a student
I'm a teacher, reach ya hand for the ruler, I'ma your ego
Abuse and move onto the hall, the wall stupid
Who's the Who's the tutor?
Letters flying 'til the crying
The police are now, "Who's the shooter?"
Here I go, with a and a black rifle
Ten toes down up like a pole
Middle finger up a Black Rhino's horn
I was born for the storm, I'm at in a shit cyclone
let bygones be bygones
Rather I'll say, "See ya later, adios",
Rapping obese is just
Never the culture that I loved would be this sleazy
His videos all look alike, no wonder can't see me
Is this the guy said he was the hottest white boy
the one with dyed blonde hair? What the fuck
Hold up,
I can't let Tom Cruise lookin' motherfucker just paddle by
Don't know if I'm watching Ice or Vanilla Sky
Mathers may have ignored you
But if you want the smoke, the foil
I'll boil you till the dry
a nice day suave
I'm a breed, I'm a wolf, OK?
Got so many styles I could be a boy
So little boy some O.J. poured in the glass
With buttermilk pancakes
Mama's little helper, little bae
Put the bae bae kids in my
Brought the spray and a banana for AKs
holler, "Mayday, mayday"
Then it to the bank, it's another payday
Oh, you a Well, take the ball and
Let me here that shit Pelé
The nerve of the shit say, I'm permanently amazed
And your whiskey sucks, one sip
I to go straight back to AA
Who else? I would diss Post but he don't even rap
Fuck it, fuck Malone, just because
see if he answers back
All that chain stitching chill bill
And the boots and hats
Damn Posty, why can't we be
Our clothes match
Poser, biter, thief
Give a fuck how many you sold
Every fan you is a leaf off of my tree
Boy my seed, another mullet in the gang
the teeth I see
I picked a bone with Post Malone
And did it all on a beat
Dribble the middle up
Crossover on 'em I'm in the NBA
Look I don't really a fuck
Tell me do I gotta lose anyway
Still mobbin' in the
Throw a middle finger out the window when I
Muzik III bruh, you gon' know how I feel about MGK
Beethoven is over in his grave
Cause I'm a conductor
With the musical energy, wave
of an anomaly, Shady
Bumping daily something crazy, someone me
made me something baby
No one's playing, you pay me

Trunk III