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SMAS You already
You ain't gotta a to be talking outside of your mouth
You ain't tight and shouldn't a word
arts absolutely absurd
I'm precise and you can't to me and shine dead right
Get ready to be turned you into for fishes
And leave behind crying senior citizens
Crying on the shit
Charlemagne
The boss still open souled with a steady hand
It's all
No for membership
Premium businessmen believe me blacksmith
Talk and I'll castrate you with a battle axe
Swell up membrane
kick a battle rap

[Talib
You lost your and
Come down battleaxe
That ain't rap
You're broke back with saddle axe
SAS
in a black bag
Thinking about the punk rock shit like Flag
Operation Ivy with the in the ink well
Punchline screw your up like a steak smell
so funky
Got your nose runny blow junkie
Blacksmith people go hungry
Rappers so crummy
I get the and the snow bunnies buyin' up the tickets
Give us money
Oh for money
It's the
Charm rapping rotten like an attack on Eminem
Star wars steady its a
Light up backward and
Ash it before you it
You know how to get
On the side the greener grass is
Gotta up on the shape
Niggas get
Handing out
And caskets gotta bake bread the basket
Bastards!
Rappers can't the masters
Press it up and spin up the
Put the on the plastic

Roll blunt for these actors
Cuz imma put fear in the
ya
Agony!
Niggas gotta pay for the
Especially when I cook it up the cocaine

[Young
Battleaxe
We stack on rapid
So much coke on my remind of Aspen
2 white they alkaseltzer and aspirin
rolls outlastin'
KC niggas slash and mister murder every
Not a rap
More rapublican
Rap rap sta?
Money comin in
time I had my back was who had love for em
You no love for em
You ain't no for em
I'm up and dumpin' em
em and truckin' em
Only em mad
I'm younger than Trumpin' em
Getting em
In a sense ridiculous and not stoppin' em
from LA
We take like really
Do a show and grab some hoes and take em to
Young Tre nice I'm the in charge
Nigga violate our squad you the law

Check my
like a Wu-Tang sword
I run the blade against throat like you was Harrison Ford
You girl got'em,
been to Paris on tour
From the Eifel tower my rifle make you contort
This is a contact
No coaches or
Im hotter than death valley bolders and bleach
My cut up I chop it up like I was a butcher and beef
Boondocks ain't my
like a priest