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[Verse 1: Vic
The one was a fluke, anyone can get beginner's luck
Rookie think he too hot cause he drop bars about Harry Potter books
And said some about a semi truck
In them cannabis print boxers, boy that shit HUF
Yeah, I of Vic, he sound like so and so and such and such
He ain't original, he ain't digital, he the INNANET
Them Odd kids been had made that shit up
We Savemoney, we si -- aight, aight enough
Multiply my uncomparable
My tarots even in the slumps
They to beat me to the jump
Be like I'm without a parachute
You drop first, but I'mma hit harder than ten of you
Eight out of nine of my dimes, got smoking
I'm betting 35 I'm from Oklahoma, Tennessee
Tentative court date pending, they to sentence me
Send 'em and in-voice, out of state, lawyer handle my
You boys, don't address me or catch a Gettysburg
on the leaves, bodies fall like autumn
And if it's off-season like and February
Word on the land is that I'm getting air play
I hit the running in '93, I should probably die when I'm 27
Heath lines to keep the work on the plane
Like I'm staff, I be flying free
Fresh outta jail, up the tree, in my bomber seat
Shout-out to the round police, keep my pits clean
Smoke strong creatine, cranapple juice to clear the trace
Clear papers I'm writing, I be seeing green
Cut my negatives a filmmaker switch screen, split screen
Refrain from that repeat
Ducking trying to make the quota
See that 44 clap 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, became a man, my brother just had a daughter
Some of my other fam damn near
I'm still in the hood, same whip, same
Same homies where I to serve OGs through the fence
Masking the blade, you better hope d'Artagnan come to your
in the field, I'mma hop it
Cops come I'm hurling the and changing the topic
Talk mess, make me mop it
Buckshot, lunar eclipse the black moon I'm in--

[Verse 2: Rocky]
Kufi's ain't
I had two chicks two G's, gave 'em roofies
And then you know gave me some loose-leaf, paper
I said I'd do your favors to you
Vader shader, see you like the razor
I don't give a fuck clans or the Raiders
Niggas know me and I came with the up
I give a ---
Is that a curse, I can
(No, no, what's wrong with that? going)
Because I in person
I gave you penis, I phoenix
You know my shit the meanest
You could say penis on TV because it ain't a
It's worse, leave them in a
Niggas wearing skirts, talking about us do
You want Nerf
They don't want it because they shooting but they made of Nerf
And you know I through riding [?] and surfing
--- ---
Let me something, Bun, what you gotta say?

3: Bun B]
It's all good, I'm UGK
We dudes that mama told you about
I'm like Red from Five Heartbeats, open the and hold you out
And this is freestyle, it come written
So it's all good, we emcees that's spittin'
On the turntables we got DJ Red
He keep it mixing, I spit the the that make your head hurt
I make the world shake, I the ground quake
Everything I do is groundbreaking, it's ground
flow, boys already know
Bun B repping UGK for out the do'
This is PAT spittin'
Already spittin' and written, no bullshitting, I'm here
And I'm killing it, it trill
Boys already know they'll touch me for real
So do your thing, but 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 is jicama
come try and get them some synonyms, what I'm spitting
The casket if you asking, I dided them
So everybody crowd around, everybody be the shit but homie I'm the bowel
See my vowels be pure like Al B. Sure's mane
Just trying to get a couple O's in the account
For now I change
And times out of nine rappers be 'bout rain
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 dumb it
Insane flow, I'm Usain I run this now what?

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

[Verse 6: Rocky]
And I'm trilling with the Bun
We curse? (Do what you gotta do, man)
And I'm with my Bun
Top gun, you know we one
But hold up, let me get to the flashin'
You already know it's casual crassin'
I got the new
And I give a fuck, got three floors
And like three broads and like three
And all hoopties
And she got fake bags and they all
And I like the strip cause they all hoochies
You know I give dollars, they love loosies
Everybody know the Prada,
Gotta holla, at a dollar, holla at your guala
Holla tomata, hottie
And you hot Tamale's
You see me in the allies fucking Molly's
I 'bout it though
And you know I got the boutta boutta flow
I come around like Waldo?
her I need the motherfucking model
[?] love shoes the [?]
And my breath stank, I need a
You already come