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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 back, DeLorean rolling down the block
You can it shooting craps, and my roof is back
And my is up
Kingda Ka without Kahlua, so you ain't got to the king a cup
Yakuza but, none of my fingers cut
So I can still sip Red Zinger my pinkies up
man, you can call this cleaning up
I'm OCD, I never think it's enough
That's what defines me, I think it's mean enough
Lines deeper than waiting on a sneaker, cuz
You gone two heads like the King of Clubs just to figure out the meaning of
I'm just achieving buzz so stay out of way like you're drinking blood
is what it feels like to be in love

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