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[feat.
1: Danny Brown]
The way these bitches on my
swear was 1985 and teen wolf just dropped
And my was Michael 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 smell a skunk thats defensive
These suck my dick like its a moral incentive
Off the like broke nunchucks
Where little niggas come and shoot u over new chucks
A little dark like wet
Decribes my state of mind is the tomb of king tut
Murder all the all we see
187 on you niggas TV
I can first degree this and walk wit no charges
Kill a underground emcee and famous female pop
And ohh baby I it raw
Dick so big marks on her jaw
I'm so
I wake up 6 AM because I think its chow
I'm a borderline
A step drinking turpentine
Just to wash down a plate of these rappers rhymes
I got a in the cosmos
And if these niggas then I guess I'm osmosis
That be blowing on some
That them white be growing
While you niggas smoking smelling like some tanning
My concoctions could world ending potions
These other rap got lines I got encroachments
I got endorsements so a cosign
Punch punchlines I'll punch rappers til your spine
back in 09
I em it was showtime
Now pull they cam phones out when I go for mine
Lights camera
Hybrid be
Cause the of no tissue had to whip with wet napkins
Smear up the know it sound trife
But to be honest a metaphor my
2: Chip$]
Buzzin off the bar bitch you an amphetamine
Taste it a 40 oz of Ever Clean
I swear I never ever smoke the better
Yo bitch said I'm the nigga she ever seen
Run up in yo crib, Two K's, One Mag
Yo girl get snatched Cool J in I'm Bad
Cost to live, you ain't made
Guarantee bullet with a laser touch
European drape my body if I ain't hipstered up
If she smile with eye contact then the will fuck
Homie gone make me them killers after him
Them swing swords like Word Fence Champions
You was poppin' and drinking liquor
Now you thinkin you a killer
I you stankin' nigga
down, face down like you taking a plankin picture
But I can keep the shots in the
Put the bat to back of leg
Grab your chin and the of your head
And them shits in opposite directions