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The fist to your face Muhammad Ali shaking
full of chips
grated, be P caking
Whimp you with Jim faking, be P aping
I sell rock, and clap canons
I'm old school white rock soda and backgammon
is a starving artist
I gain a lot of cause a nigga eating regardless
You a target, and talk bullseye
You a Target employee, a guy
And ain't wrong with that, nigga
nothing wrong with this
I something strong with rap, nigga
And what, the nigga next up
He can't a song for shit
Cornell
But I can make death ring your next, kid
I y'all I'm with the family, chill
Don't on a phone call, it'll get your family killed
Gotta be who the song
Brownsville ill, gotta be on
Gotta be -- what the is you on?
pills, chopping krills -- what the fuck is you doing?
Gotta be the best to spit it
Gotta let niggas know who still actually live it, P
It gotta be P
The fifth to face, shake, I gotta be relapsing
in your face, maybe gotta be P laughing
Gift from the eight? Great, it be P clapping
I can't stand around you niggas
Emph beam your team steam like a
fish
But the new shit
With new kicks from Munich, Germany
My net worth be making your jerk
whenever, wherever the sket burst
The most flow
Yo, whole shit dead, toe tag on the floor
Villain of speech, rappers play pretend with the
Hit with the knife, goodnight, then I 'em to sleep
And the kit is like the General Lee