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[Verse 1: Vic
The first one was a fluke, anyone can get luck
Rookie think he too hot cause he drop bars about some Harry books
And said some about a semi truck
In them same print boxers, boy that shit HUF
Yeah, I heard of Vic, he like so and so and such and such
He ain't original, he ain't digital, he ain't the
Them Odd Future been had made that shit up
We ain't Savemoney, we si -- aight, aight
Multiply my numericals
My straight even in the slumps
They trying to beat me to the
Be I'm skydiving without a parachute
You might drop first, but I'mma hit than ten of you
Eight out of nine of my dimes, got smoking
I'm 35 like I'm from Oklahoma, Tennessee
court date pending, they trying to sentence me
Send 'em and in-voice, out of state, handle my plea
You petty boys, don't address me or catch a
Blood on the leaves, bodies fall like
And if it's like Halloween and February
Word on the is that I'm getting air play everywhere
I hit the running in '93, I should probably die when I'm 27
Heath Ledger lines to keep the work on the
I'm staff, plus I be flying free
Fresh outta jail, fire up the tree, in my bomber
Shout-out to the porky round police, keep my clean
Smoke strong like creatine, cranapple juice to clear the
Clear papers when I'm writing, I be seeing
Cut my negatives like a filmmaker switch screen, split
Refrain from shit repeat
Ducking detectives trying to the quota
See that 44 like the nolia in the streets
Niggas chances be slim gotta stay a
Boy, it's been one hell of year, it?
I left the band, a man, my brother Purp just had a daughter
Some of my fam damn near famous
I'm still in the hood, whip, same crib
Same homies I used to serve OGs through the fence
Masking the blade, you better d'Artagnan come to your defense
in the field, I'mma hop it
Cops I'm hurling the sack and changing the topic
Talk that mess, me mop it
Buckshot, lunar split the black moon I'm in--

2: A$AP Rocky]
Kufi's ain't
I had two chicks with two G's, gave 'em
And then you know gave me some loose-leaf, paper
I I'd do your favors to you later
Darth shader, see you like the razor
I give a fuck about clans or the Raiders
know me and I came with the braids up
I give a ---
Is a curse, I can curse?
(No, no, wrong with that? Keep going)
Because I freestyle in
I gave you penis, I phoenix
You already know my shit the
You could say penis on TV it ain't a curse
worse, leave them in a hearse
Niggas wearing skirts, about us do dirt
You don't want
They don't want it because shooting but they bullets made of Nerf
And you know I come through [?] and surfing
--- ---
Let me hear something, Bun, you gotta say?

3: Bun B]
It's all good, I'm UGK
We them dudes that mama told you
I'm like Red from Five Heartbeats, the window and hold you out
And this is freestyle, it didn't come
So it's all good, we real emcees spittin'
On the we got DJ Red Alert
He keep it mixing, I spit the the rhymes make your head hurt
I the world shake, I make the ground quake
I do is groundbreaking, it's ground break
Type flow, boys already
Bun B repping UGK for out the do'
This is PAT freestyle
Already said spittin' and written, no bullshitting, I'm
And I'm it, keeping it trill
Boys already know they'll never touch me for
So do thing, but don't try to do me
That's it, don't do me

[Verse 4:
The chew was mucus, I it up
Trying to be infamous, while you rappers is
Many come try and get them some synonyms, what I'm
The open casket if you asking, I them
So everybody crowd around, everybody be the shit but homie I'm the bowel
See my vowels be pure like Al B. brows mane
trying to get a couple O's in the account mane
For now I count
And eight times out of nine rappers be 'bout
Or the
Or other chicks and how big his -- is
I'm than a pilot let me show you how to pitch this
Never sex it up and it down
Insane flow, I'm Usain I run this now what?

[Verse 5: Vic
What time is it? What time looking like?
smoke crack, they need to go and cook a pipe
First the Fat break up then Sway cut his dreads off
Vic Mensa came and cut they heads off
You hard, but your soft
You crazy, that's why the [?] get you layed off
Your legs off, chop them a Mexican
The cartel come through every time that I'm it
You know they him
When I'm riding through and the glass is them
I see them phony, they trying to play me like we
They wrap me up that's why I come back around the homies
And stomp out
Come back home when I used to go rags to ragging bone
On my feet, what you
How you know? Me and Rocky in this killing
trilling

[Verse 6: Rocky]
And I'm with the nigga Bun
We can't curse? (Do you gotta do, man)
And I'm my homie Bun
Top gun, you know we one
But up, let me get to the flashin' fashion
You already know some casual crassin'
I got the new
And I don't a fuck, got three floors
And like three broads and like three
And all hoopties
And she got fake bags and all Gucci's
And I like the strip clubs cause all hoochies
You know I give dollars, they love loosies
Everybody the Prada, Prada
Gotta holla, holla at a dollar, holla at guala
tomata, hottie tomaties
And you know hot
You see me in the fucking popping Molly's
I ain't it though
And you I got the boutta boutta boutta flow
I come around like where's
her I need the motherfucking model
[?] shoes with the [?]
And my breath stank, I a Alto
You already through--