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[feat.
1: Danny Brown]
The way these on my cock
You'd swear was 1985 and teen wolf just
And my name was J Fox
But my name is Danny Brown I got some in my sock
So get with ya nigga
Sack I got looking some dead
But it like a skunk thats defensive
bitches suck my dick like its a moral incentive
Off the chain like broke
Where little niggas thru and shoot u over new chucks
A little dark like wet
Decribes my state of mind is inside the of king tut
Murder all the all we see
Detroit 187 on you TV
I can first degree this beat and walk wit no
a underground emcee and famous female pop artist
And ohh I like it raw
Dick so big marks on her jaw
I'm so
I wake up 6 AM I think its chow time
I'm a borderline
A from drinking turpentine
Just to wash down a plate of these wack rhymes
I got a mind in the
And if niggas cold then I guess I'm osmosis
That be blowing on potent
That them white be growing
While you niggas smoking smelling some tanning lotion
My concoctions make world ending potions
other rap niggas got lines I got encroachments
I got so muthafucka a cosign
Punch punchlines I'll punch rappers til your spine
Remember in 09
I em it was showtime
Now they they cam phones out when I go for mine
Lights camera
be snapping
Cause the of no tissue had to whip with wet napkins
Smear up the classifieds it sound trife
But to be a metaphor my life
[Verse 2:
Buzzin off the bar bitch you an amphetamine
Taste it a 40 oz of Ever Clean
I swear I ever smoke the better green
Yo bitch said I'm the swaggiest nigga she ever
Run up in yo crib, Two K's, One Mag
Yo girl get snatched like J in I'm Bad
Cost to live, you ain't enough
Guarantee holes with a laser touch
European garments drape my body if I ain't up
If she smile with eye contact then the bitch will
Homie make me send them killers after him
Them niggas swing swords like Word Champions
You was poppin' and drinking liquor
Now you thinkin you a gangsta
I leave you nigga
Laid down, face like you taking a plankin picture
But I can keep the in the weapon
Put the bat to back of leg
Grab your and the back of your head
And them shits in opposite directions