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For though who really got sent
Flown on the edge, got the ledge hangin' out of the
Bird chest witcha fearaf?
Around you'll be hemps inside of a meal sack
Puny little better hit the jake
But doesn't mean nothin' to the heart within
You cramped up you and team, I'm amped up
And you can't dib me

My shine, what the is on mind?
weakling rappers better hit the grind
Other ain't motivated, they can't do it
Not did I penetrate it I ran through it
My music on and we march at the dance
Inside of mind or inside of my pants?
intention that we have is vast
You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm on your

Oh well, then here comes the
Tips on sugars but you yap on your sellin' friends
Now party is completely blown
Real name is Kamal, I'm in zone
It's rap for you, that means nap time
Preachin' my joint, what the I'ma clap mine
Singin of 6 pence it's intense
Surpise your at the end like the sixth

Heavy hitters shit out the park
You even really play tell me why did you start
Spittin' sharp laced with bleach
You wanna play around kid, I'm not a walk at the
A stroll in the park or your
Put on your headphones, me how grenades sound
Put on walkmase and go underneath the town
abstract how I gets down

All my bitches, if you know that you dam sure
Let your drip on the floor if you wanna
Get
That, that bust
Better let 'em in 'fore they that 'cuz they wanna
Get

Blick, sick
Get
you can get off my and
Get
While I'm on the hook get on your good
And blow up the spot for all of you 'cuz how we
Get

Comin' the brand new quickly we pan to
The young man with intentions to ban you
Seems that people need an aid
So many fade away, so many to stay
I rhyme 'cuz I feel I should say things
the fraudulent act raps just so they cop rings
Or maybe because when was young
was fronted on and left alone to have they own fun
Now they've all up to be
I'm you the rope will you tie up the lassos

You swing dangling from trees
While I sip my in the south west breeze
so exciting the pen it keeps
Drippin' out gems that's to hems and then
be hummin' it from now to they next to kin
My is starvin', you know they want me to win
Me forfeit, get off it
a check in my name to my office
Mutombo in the lane, yo I it
Abstract comin' witness the bull

Hey yo, hey yo cut the beat off