Turn my up a little bit You know I had to do it, I just the beat off YouTube Shout out to the Lex Luger kit
my revenge! Diplomatic immunity, 'em Backstabbing niggas for screwing me Like they just through puberty, fuck 'em Shout my nigga Bada$$ for them who's the new Joe in town Do the Yung Joc dance it's going down Since rappers tried to claim my lane I was Lois now I put punk shit in the zeitgeist double Sex Pistol Still a threat a distance like a Korean missile Hard to be official, you all sound like Youtube Remade the beat off Youtube though it, it's just a mixtape Go buy a squatty potty, boy you need to get your shit I put the face on my chain like I'm Kunta Kinte Trendsetter, been better than Cinderellas Call me Vino Valentino and the V's for You behind a mask on Twitter and remain anonymous Fake like all Love And Hip-Hop shows till they push the Joe button and you get punched in your face as a consequence And right back on Live capping with confidence for putting 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 South Where that pole is always shit You more Papa Doc and shit I see the like I was at The Shelter wars Helter Skelter White addicts Griselda That's why my be blacker than Idris Elba I feel I'm the link just like The Legend of Zelda I really get excited days My therapist is these days My brain is wired days Me and my dawgs don't know how to behave, we how to be paid like the MBA Not the NBA and the NFL are the new Lynch show ya how to be slaves Racism exists, 'till Kaepernick Michael Vick is a Uncle Tom cut off his 'fro and make it fade You fight the system instead of fighting a dog Dawg-really, you out your nigga around with the white boys like House of Pain nigga Thinkin' they love you, they stripped you of nigga And now these rappers talkin' about some gang, nigga You ain't no gang member, they get to protect you I'm playing FIFA on the corner and you me finesse you And with the flow, I'm victorious David, I'm Beckham I can peck them at the London Shittin' on tape, my rectum, no peseco in my section This is Ace of Spaces, gold bottle regalia like I'm Jill Scott, I spit the Gospel Mahalia At the table my apostles, taking shots at your area Your firearms are too to box with God a side or you get ate like an octagon Or decide to stay Rufus and Chaka Khan And we put 50k on face like a pacaran Watch how quick the tick when you're runnin' out of time Tell Flex drop a bomb, I'm the prodigal son, I gotta Solar eclipse, niggas like a dollar sign Then I Dip with the Roc like when Cam'ron was
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