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1:] This ain't 'Ye it's more like This ain't James it's more like a And you more like And I playin' I'm like Cuban Not the cigar, Mark, him
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Naw This ain't It's like Pain And I ain't talkin' bout T dash in front I'm like needin' rehab for months Hock and lyrics on Dr. Drew's spirit Until he has the That's if I can put it in one My niggas that with all the drinkin', they want herb So even though the car The full of dark butts Like we rollin' up for Yung Berg Top off in the front me up Till my off that or she gonna get lock jaw naw If she up for air I cut her off like Jesse Jackson with a on Barack's balls Awe it's me Jumper movie in the flesh from It-aly series, six series Benz's Fuck little C's I'm on ole Maino shit everything at you but the kitchen sink till I plug you It's goin' I'm on some ole shit I'm the Po, not so The spells gospel Book you for a and turn your hotel to hostel/hostile (It's an invasion) This ain't Luda, it's more like yet, (Shot Ya) Pac or Big
"It's the new" "Best rapper alive"
2:] This Jay It's more like The that confuse kindness with polite play My got two midgets in the bra And a nose like a She the Snow White way Fuck Money till they put some black heads them motherfuckers Like they from pores Hip hop is My nigga for yours I got the hood open, to jumper cords in the mirror Rub a dub dub I ain't the Even though I belong in this era I'm tryin' to take past Nas, Jay, Shady & Dre shit out to the Doc I'm to find patience/patients Lookin' like I'm Like hello, say to me I elbowed my way into niggas I don't rhymes I commit threats This my new name if you guessed yet!
3:] Yeah, this Fif It's like a gift A of Cris On of a sip or a quality lick I'm the You try to be I be ridin' with silenced machine you be tryin' to be Tip I'm hood I move the bus pass Out the poverty in with the new deluxe pad This nina Told me I'm a leader That's why I be preachin' like Banner the mustache But I ain't from nothin' As long as is runnin' They death from a sentence like capitol punishment The flows is I make a lean putting the word "meth" Up in the words "pro" and "azine" Your bitch sprung after my dick go fish I leave her numb like a tongue after a coke I'm I madness You is borin' You at a orange with your bitch-ass-ness is thickenin' And I care rappers Bout as much as I care to see and Rocski bickerin' is sickenin' Glocks is hot I'm Is you me or not?