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 niggas even for screwing me Like they just went through puberty, 'em Shout my nigga Bada$$ for them who's the new Joe in town Do the Yung Joc motorcycle it's going down Since tried to claim my lane like I was Lois now I put this punk in the zeitgeist double Sex Pistol Still a threat from a distance like a missile Hard to be official, you all sound like remakes Remade the beat off though fuck it, it's just a mixtape Go buy a squatty potty, boy you need to get your straight I put the African face on my chain like I'm Kunta Trendsetter, been better than these Call me Vino Valentino and the V's for You behind a mask on Twitter and remain anonymous Fake like it's all Love And Hip-Hop shows till they push the Joe button and you get in your face as a consequence And jump back on Live capping with confidence Famous for putting your on women, you can't be proud of it Don't try to wit me shorty, just stay 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 like Griselda That's why my lyrics be blacker Idris Elba I feel like I'm the link just like The of Zelda I really get excited days My is tired these days My brain is wired days Me and my dawgs don't know how to behave, we know how to be like the MBA Not the NBA and the NFL are the new Willy Lynch ya how to be slaves Racism exists, 'till plays Michael Vick is a Uncle Tom cut off his 'fro and make it fade You should fight the system instead of a dog Dawg-really, you out your frame Jump around the white boys like House of Pain nigga they love you, they stripped you of everything nigga And now these rappers talkin' about some gang, nigga You ain't no gang member, get paid 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 them at the London on tape, wiping my rectum, no peseco in my section This is strictly Ace of Spaces, gold regalia Golden I'm Jill Scott, I spit the Gospel Mahalia At the table with my apostles, taking shots at your Your are too short to box with God a side or you get ate like an octagon Or decide to stay like Rufus and Chaka And we put 50k on your face like a Watch how quick the minutes tick when you're out of time Tell Flex drop a bomb, I'm the son, I gotta shine eclipse, blind niggas like a dollar sign Then I Dip with the Roc when Cam'ron was signed
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