Turn my voice up a 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 Joc motorcycle dance it's going down Since rappers tried to claim my lane I was Lois now I put this punk shit in the zeitgeist Sex Pistol Still a threat from a 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 I'm Kunta Kinte Trendsetter, been better than Cinderellas Call me Valentino and the V's for Vendetta You hide behind a mask on Twitter and remain Fake like it's all Love And shows till they push the Joe button and you get punched in your face as a consequence And jump right back on Live with confidence Famous for your hands on women, you can't be proud of it Don't try to fuck wit me shorty, just monogamous We from polar opposites, I'm from that pole Where that pole is always popping You more Papa Doc and shit I see the future like I was at The wars Helter Skelter White like Griselda That's why my lyrics be blacker Idris Elba I feel like I'm the link like The Legend of Zelda I really get excited days My therapist is these days My brain is these days Me and my dawgs don't know how to behave, we know how to be paid the MBA Not the NBA and the NFL are the new Willy Lynch show ya how to be exists, 'till Kaepernick plays Michael Vick is a Uncle Tom saying cut off his 'fro and it fade You fight the system instead of fighting a dog Dawg-really, you out your nigga Jump with the white boys like House of Pain nigga Thinkin' love you, they stripped you of everything nigga And now these rappers talkin' about some gang, nigga You ain't no gang member, they get to protect you I'm playing on the corner and you made me finesse you And with the flow, I'm victorious like David, I'm I can peck at the London function Shittin' on tape, my rectum, no peseco in my section This is Ace of Spaces, gold bottle regalia Golden like I'm Jill Scott, I the Gospel Mahalia At the table with my apostles, taking shots at area firearms are too short to box with God Pick a side or you get ate like an Or to stay like Rufus and Chaka Khan And we put 50k on your face a pacaran Watch how quick the tick when you're runnin' out of time Tell Flex a bomb, I'm the prodigal son, I gotta shine Solar eclipse, blind niggas a dollar sign Then I Dip with the Roc like when was signed
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