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And I'm the head honcho, sport golden Inventin new styles all the time pronto Four by four, runnin over suckers a Bronco Haters say the lyrics ain't Gonzo but they though
We walking up and up the game and sparking up the flame You're not be the same when our flow reach your brain 'bout to bust
Not your crush, show up at our in a tacky dress Sparking us, talking 'bout your but we're not impressed
Checkmate, populous crush, plush Rhymes that just onto your buck buck Just
Just like the Nile River, power we deliver See (going down in mystery)
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