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The life he a fairy, cartoon 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 My speech is very slurry Me Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry And yes, necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry 'Cuz when this album drops, you whack will all get buried
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You ain't sayin' nothin', I it jumpin' jumpin' In your Kenwoods, I'm sumthin' in ya trunk'n You can say I'm buggin', 'cuz when I come out That's why y'all be who I like and who I'm fuckin'
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I had a little homie named Paul Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled of beer He used to swear up and down every of the year He was gon' smokin', but he never did Watch y'all huskey, about that time Gettin' for the club 'round quarter 'til nine Couple bottles of in the back of the ride Might spit a girl, but I hit like a guy
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