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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' Bloody
But shit, you betta hurry, before I to bury
My attitude is bitchy, 'cuz my period is
I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on 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 baby she will

The he live's a fairy, cartoon like, "Tom and Jerry"
My flow is and your style is temporary
Yeah, you need to worry, like Jason, it gets
The words I spit don't fit in that category
Is my vision blurry? My is very slurry
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans no curry
And yes, necessary, so hurry, nigga, hurry
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 have no
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, you'll lose your teeth and I hate to call you gummy
or sunny, battle no way, honey
This not a of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
It's about get so ugly, and keep y'all runnin'
Hiding from me, you know you are weak

You ain't sayin' nothin', I keep it jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm sumthin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin', 'cuz when I out bustin'
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 homie Paul Revere
Smokes blunt blunt, guzzled 40's of beer
He used to swear up and down first of the year
He was quit smokin', but he never did
Watch huskey, it's about that time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round 'til nine
bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride
Might like a girl, but I hit like a guy

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

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