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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 Bloody Mary?
But shit, you betta hurry, before I to bury
My attitude is bitchy, 'cuz my period is
I used to a Chevy, put twenties on that baby
My nigga was the shit, but then stupid nigga left me
And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go with
And Terri is a freak, but his baby she will carry

The he live's a fairy, cartoon like, "Tom and Jerry"
My flow is legendary and your is temporary
Yeah, you need to worry, Jason, it gets scary
The words that I spit fit in that category
Is my vision blurry? My speech is slurry
Me without Tim is like with no curry
And yes, necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry
'Cuz this album drops, you whack MC's will all get buried

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Your style's crummy, that's why you have no money
You always looking bummy, I don't 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
Rainy or sunny, battle no way,
This not a of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
It's get so ugly, and I'ma keep y'all runnin'
Hiding from me, 'cuz you know you are

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

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

I had a little named Paul Revere
Smokes blunt blunt, guzzled 40's of beer
He used to swear up and every first of the year
He was gon' smokin', but he never did
Watch y'all huskey, about that time
ready for the club 'round quarter 'til nine
Couple of hypnotic in the back of the ride
Might like a girl, but I hit like a guy

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

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