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This is, Mystikal and
I'm

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

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

Smoke Mary, Mary,
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad
I through, intrude, move through distractions
Withstand hits and don't lose no traction

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

Knuckle up boy, be no fucked boy
Me and Guillotine we run some in a big truck boy
Run boy, run that boy
Bitch I'm a send you you can't come back boy

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

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

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

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

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If it don't off in the club you can't rock
If it ain't 808 in the trunk it ain't
If you round our neck of the you better stop
'Cause the people on the block gonna show you where to drop,

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

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

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

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

Yeah know that East Point stop like that
All the way to

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Hey, your name?
Andre 3000, the year to fear is here
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

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

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

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

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