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It's Hirst/hearse verses and Murakami/murder coming
All my raps is (superflat), all your is super wack
Tell him that the future's back, rolling down the block
You can call it shooting craps, and my roof is
And my is up
Ka without Kahlua, so you ain't got to pour the king a cup
Young Yakuza but, of my fingers cut
So I can still sip Red Zinger with my up
man, you can call this cleaning up
I'm OCD, I never think it's clean
That's what defines me, I never it's mean enough
Lines than those waiting on a sneaker, cuz
You gone need two heads like the King of Clubs just to out the meaning of
I'm just achieving so stay out of son/sun way like you're drinking blood
This is what it feels to be in love

I mean come on, I mean at what I'm dropping here
Do this for the and the blogosphere
No, you ain't ready for the heavy, so keep it light as jogging gear
I don't want the throne, I want the rocking chair
Jay gave me a co-sign I was RocaWear, but be clear I'm not the air/heir
I'm the water, fire and the
That means I'm dirt, spitting flames and quenching thirst
And plus the real God has been on my since birth
I hope that he forgives me, I hope I do his work in every single
Now I might do a dance, I might even jerk, them niggas don't hate
God is great, Enemy Of The State