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This is, Mystikal and
I'm

I'm out for the big and NO WHAMMIES
You stand it!
Make em feel the impact and I ain't even in
Handlin' with my man in Atlanta

And they play me 'cause they know I the kinda shit you feelin
As I'm it
I'm like the NBA sore thumb on pawn tech nine,
Bitch I'm known for

Smoke Mary, Mary,
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad
I bust through, intrude, move through
Withstand hits and blows lose no traction

I threw a round off flip flop flop back at em
If a nigga clown then I'm going get the cannon
And the get God

Knuckle up boy, don't be no boy
Me and Guillotine we run niggas in a big truck boy
Run flat boy, run boy
where I'm a send you you can't come back boy

I bring to a four alarm fire
I him up and ring him out and throw him in the dryer
I hit the door, I'm him like southern band
And they always tryin' to find something to say about the man

I em flip em and send em
Rhymes set you jumped I poured King Cobra over ya
Guess what, is a stick up
Give me back my shit I start pickin bricks up

Garbage better run for it
Don't come this way 'cause you can't on this side of the yard, (?)
And me for takin' it to em
So expect me to lay it down and represent my neck of the

Yeah, like that, ha ha, yeah yeah
and Outkast, ha ha

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If it bump off in the club you can't rock
If it ain't 808 in the it ain't knock
If you our neck of the woods you better stop
'Cause the on the block gonna show you where to drop, ahhhh

[Big
All a the heat rise to the wise
To that nigga that spit that fire
Mystikal, Andre and Big Boi takin' em out of the park like Mark
Sosa, you so so, you brown and small like

You're bitch made Dorothy
You belong in a soroioty, I'm a call you
Like candy, go sing a with Brandy
But and double timing, what is you sayin G?

I take my thirteen shot I pray my style is
And you know we doin' the big beat oh yeah it's gonna be bumpin'
Givin' you to beat the block with, meet the cops with
My stamina's so sucka don't try to stop this

The Family, merrily
Life is but a dream, I mean a 'cause it's scarin' me
But I live, gotta one double O percent above the rest yeah
That daddy fat gon burst, and you know that, YEAH

Yeah know that East Point never like that
All the way to

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Hey, what's name?
Andre 3000, the year to fear is already
Must look beyond, sounds the center of the sun
Reason for a gun, one

believer in self-preservation
Aahh, OOF!
In the of confused
City of forgotten fate, of the blues

address Generation X Avenue
But Generation why to the point that I drink
on a new one
Walkin' in my silver boots, a shoe horn and some church socks

What if I told you even if you made clocks?
Stops, rewinds, see what he finds
Then re-arrange and change things that's on mind
Would you swallow fine wine or peanut butter?

you holler that I'm live and ask another?
Or take no and run for cover?

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