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This is a Misdemeanor
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It's necessary, on the contrary
No you do not scare me, is you drinkin' Mary?
But shit, you betta hurry, 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 lovin' Larry, but Larry go Terri
And Terri is a freak, but it's his she will carry

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 gets
The words that I spit don't fit in that
Is my vision blurry? My is very slurry
Me Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry
And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga,
'Cuz when this album drops, you 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 care if you don't love me
Don't try to come before me, you are a dummy
Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I hate to call you gummy
Rainy or sunny, no way, honey
This not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya
It's about get so ugly, and I'ma keep runnin'
Hiding from me, 'cuz you know you are

You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin'
In Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin', when I come out bustin'
That's why y'all be who I like 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 Paul Revere
Smokes blunt after blunt, guzzled of beer
He used to swear up and down every first of the
He was gon' quit smokin', but he did
Watch y'all huskey, it's that time
Gettin' for the club 'round quarter 'til nine
bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride
Might spit like a girl, but I hit a guy

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

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