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[feat.
1: Danny Brown]
The way bitches on my cock
You'd swear was 1985 and teen wolf dropped
And my name was J Fox
But my name is Danny Brown I got weed in my sock
So get high ya nigga
Sack I got looking dead caterpillars
But it like a skunk thats defensive
These bitches suck my dick its a moral incentive
Off the chain like broke
little niggas come thru and shoot u over new chucks
A little dark like wet
Decribes my state of is inside the tomb of king tut
Murder all the all we see
Detroit 187 on you TV
I can first degree beat and walk wit no charges
Kill a emcee and famous female pop artist
And ohh baby I it raw
Dick so big stretch on her jaw
I'm so
I wake up 6 AM I think its chow time
I'm a borderline
A step from turpentine
Just to wash a plate of these wack rappers rhymes
I got a in the cosmos
And if these niggas cold then I I'm osmosis
That be blowing on some
them white boys be growing
While you niggas smelling like some tanning lotion
My concoctions could world ending potions
These other rap got lines I got encroachments
I got endorsements so muthafucka a
Punch punchlines I'll punch rappers til your broke
back in 09
I em it was showtime
Now they pull cam phones out when I go for mine
Lights camera
Hybrid be
Cause the days of no tissue had to with wet napkins
Smear up the classifieds know it trife
But to be honest a metaphor my
2: Chip$]
Buzzin off the bar you with's an amphetamine
Taste it with a 40 oz of Ever
I swear I never ever smoke the green
Yo bitch I'm the swaggiest nigga she ever seen
Run up in yo crib, Two K's, One Mag
Yo girl get snatched like J in I'm Bad
to live, you ain't made enough
Guarantee bullet holes with a touch
garments drape my body if I ain't hipstered up
If she smile eye contact then the bitch will fuck
Homie gone make me send them after him
niggas swing swords like Word Fence Champions
You was poppin' pills and liquor
Now you thinkin you a gangsta
I you stankin' nigga
Laid down, down like you taking a plankin picture
But I can keep the in the weapon
Put the bat to of your leg
your chin and the back of your head
And twist them shits in directions