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

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

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Your style's very crummy, that's why you no money
You always looking bummy, I don't care if you don't me
Don't try to come before me, you are a dummy
Repeat, you'll lose your 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 I'ma y'all runnin'
from me, 'cuz you know you are weak

You ain't nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya
You can say I'm buggin', 'cuz when I come out
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 after blunt, guzzled 40's of
He used to swear up and down every first of the
He was quit smokin', but he never did
Watch y'all huskey, about that time
Gettin' ready for the club quarter 'til nine
Couple bottles of hypnotic in the of the ride
spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy

Me and Missy up the Avenue
Funky fresh to impress, we mackin' dudes
Music biz only reason I jackin' fools
You know walk and stackin' rules
Niggas drawin', the streets keep callin'
'til I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n
I'm bad luck, y'all mad 'cuz y'all
Please do not try to fuck this young duck
Please do not try to fuck with young duck

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