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Geah, it's magic, get it

is, vicious, bitches switches what I'm about
Lyrics is fire physics and niggaz out
The 45 kisses aimed for yo' mouth
You can't 'em my wishes ambitions

Nigga naw uh, uh am I fictitious
See I'm Eddie 'Raw' no tight ass riches
See these throw salt 'cause they superstitious
When it it pours yeah I know the sayin' fella

So like Morton's Salt, I brought an
That'll turn any mad dog an Old Yeller
I call him Magnum P.I. like T-Tom
Nigga this is real life, you's a movie

If this 'The Matrix' I'm the glitch, got Tha in this bitch
Styliztik's got the takin' flicks
This next level shit, good lookin' E-Swift
I'm tryin' to take a piss, get off my

Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, it up
Do it all again 'til we all out
Roll it up, it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all 'til we all pass out

Pop the bottle 'til we all out
Sip the skunk 'til we all out
Drink it up 'til we all out
Beat it up 'til we all out

J-Ro blow like with the West coast artistry
Devils wanna me but they don't wanna martyr me
I spit philosophy with velocity
Relaxin' at the Odyssey I put it in the air apostrophes

I'm livin' out the
Tha Liks win the game like Monopoly
Anything is atrocity
get killed but not from curiosity
Got somethin' to 'em back off of me

Knick knack, paddy wack, a dog a drink
with me, I'll have you hurlin' in the sink
I'm the type of who be like, "Fuck yo' couch"
While I roll up your and drink yo' Guinness Stout

Here's a mischief, Styliztik and Bishop
We too tight, we'll make you go back and switch up
You a better show, I think you better let it go
It's hard for a but I got hustle an' flow

Roll it up, smoke it up, drink it up, it up
Do it all again 'til we all out
it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all 'til we all pass out

Pop the bottle we all pass out
Sip the skunk 'til we all out
it up 'til we all pass out
Beat it up we all pass out

Is it money or the way ride on the beat
That got the bitches in the party light on they feet?
I take and then I push 'em to the point of insanity
I've been rockin' mics since Prince was fuckin' Vanity

Honk honk, bleepin' out my cuss words
My kids never see they think I'm than the suburbs
Bustin' is my life and you I can't quit it
I tried to pass the but Stylz lit a blunt with it

Trippin', Likwit, Bishop
All we around here is niggaz bitchin' a lot
I show up or blow up cause my spot is
Put a hundred fuckin' on my homeboy

Styliztik, Likwit, Alkaholiks
Trippin', pissin' on all city monuments
chicks from all the different continents
Gettin' lifted, crime we call it

that I'm with is young black and prominent
Gun dominant, we run with the obvious
Wolfpack rush, better run like you're
Or niggaz'll crack your head like tryin' to cook omelettes

Dressed in all black, everybody synonymous
of the Cadillac is all packed with my conglomerate
Automatic strap clack clack is not promisin'
Sit back, relax, sip 'gnac without

Matter of fact, I rap and act Solomon
The cat in the hat got a she swallowin'
I'm an anamoly G and I swear to be free
Just skeez another on the

Roll it up, smoke it up, it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all out
Roll it up, smoke it up, it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all out

Pop the bottle 'til we all out
Sip the skunk 'til we all out
Drink it up we all pass out
Beat it up 'til we all out

it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again 'til we all out
it up, smoke it up, drink it up, throw it up
Do it all again we all pass out

Pop the bottle we all pass out
Sip the skunk 'til we all out
Drink it up we all pass out
Beat it up 'til we all out