Turn my up a little bit You I had to do it, I just remade the beat off YouTube Shout out to the Lex Luger kit
my revenge! Diplomatic immunity, 'em Backstabbing niggas even for me Like just went through puberty, fuck 'em Shout my nigga for telling them who's the new Joe in town Do the Yung Joc motorcycle dance it's going Since rappers tried to claim my lane I was Lois now I put this punk shit in the zeitgeist double Sex a threat from a distance like a Korean missile Hard to be official, you all sound Youtube remakes Remade the beat off though fuck it, it's just a mixtape Go buy a squatty potty, boy you need to get your shit I put the African face on my chain like I'm Kinte Trendsetter, been better these Cinderellas Call me Valentino and the V's for Vendetta You hide behind a mask on and remain anonymous Fake like it's all Love And Hip-Hop shows till they push the Joe button and you get punched in your as a consequence And jump right back on capping with confidence Famous for putting hands on women, you can't be proud of it try to fuck wit me shorty, just stay monogamous We from opposites, I'm from that South pole Where that is always popping shit You more like Papa Doc and I see the like I was at The Shelter Race Helter Skelter White like Griselda That's why my lyrics be blacker Idris Elba I like I'm the link just like The Legend of Zelda I get excited these days My therapist is tired days My brain is wired days Me and my don't know how to behave, we know how to be paid like the MBA Not the NBA and the NFL are the new Willy Lynch show ya how to be Racism exists, 'till plays Michael Vick is a Uncle Tom saying cut off his 'fro and make it You should fight the instead of fighting a dog Dawg-really, you out frame nigga around with the white boys like House of Pain nigga Thinkin' they you, they stripped you of everything nigga And now these rappers talkin' about gang, gang nigga You no gang member, they get paid to protect you I'm playing FIFA on the corner and you made me you And with the flow, I'm like David, I'm Beckham I can peck at the London function Shittin' on tape, wiping my rectum, no in my section This is strictly Ace of Spaces, gold regalia Golden like I'm Jill Scott, I spit the Mahalia At the table my apostles, taking shots at your area Your firearms are too to box with God Pick a or you get ate like an octagon Or decide to stay like Rufus and Chaka And we put 50k on your like a pacaran Watch how quick the minutes when you're runnin' out of time Tell Flex drop a bomb, I'm the son, I gotta shine Solar eclipse, blind niggas like a dollar Then I Dip with the Roc like when was signed
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