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It's very necessary, on the
No you do not me, is you drinkin' Bloody Mary?
But shit, you hurry, before I have to bury
My attitude is bitchy, 'cuz my is heavy
I used to a Chevy, put twenties on that baby
My nigga was the shit, but that stupid nigga left me
And now I'm Larry, but Larry go with Terri
And Terri is a freak, but his baby she will carry

The life he live's a fairy, like, "Tom and Jerry"
My flow is legendary and style is temporary
Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it scary
The words that I spit don't fit in category
Is my vision blurry? My speech is very
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no
And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga,
'Cuz when this album drops, you whack MC's all get buried

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Your style's very crummy, that's why you have no
You always looking bummy, I care if you don't love me
Don't try to before me, unless you are a dummy
Repeat, lose your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy
or sunny, battle no way, honey
This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya
It's about get so ugly, and keep y'all runnin'
Hiding from me, 'cuz you know you are

You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya
You can say I'm buggin', when I come out bustin'
That's why y'all be discussin' who I and who I'm fuckin'

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C'mon,
C'mon,
C'mon,
Fickidy, uh, uh, uh
C'mon,
C'mon,

I had a little homie named Revere
Smokes blunt blunt, guzzled 40's of beer
He used to up and down every first of the year
He was gon' quit smokin', but he did
Watch y'all huskey, it's about that
Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter 'til
bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride
Might spit like a girl, but I hit a guy

Me and Missy up the Avenue
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Music biz only I ain't jackin' fools
You know bullshit walk and rules
keeps drawin', the streets keep callin'
Drink 'til I'm nice and uh, uh-uh,
I'm bad luck, mad 'cuz y'all suck
do not try to fuck with this young duck
Please do not try to fuck with this young

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