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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, DeLorean down the block
You can call it shooting craps, and my is back
And my is up
Ka without Kahlua, so you ain't got to pour the king a cup
Young Yakuza but, none of my cut
So I can still sip Red with my pinkies up
Made/maid man, you can call this up
I'm OCD, I never think clean enough
That's what defines me, I think it's mean enough
Lines deeper than those on a sneaker, cuz
You gone need two heads like the of Clubs just to figure out the meaning of
I'm just buzz so stay out of son/sun way like you're drinking blood
This is it feels like to be in love

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