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1] On mark, get set, go, the rest flow was just SOSO So I'm the best? I guess so I rhyme like my and my stomach touching I gang pound on these like a hundred something But the prophecy, but peak, the mold of my philosophy, D crime playing for keep Elevating, reconstruct, got rhymes erupt From my brain, and then they drain right a cup From I drink, then I think deeper, in them sink From the dark of my skull, and then at your ink That's a old school phrase I should shower and shave, but time to get paid Get out of the way, I'm like a bat out of How I'm wetting the You would swear a nigga just got out of I'm a MC, stick up kid Ask Pusha of all the I did I ain't playing them
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2] We can discuss, discuss, plus lush, and it does to us I don't bust I must, I bust because I love the rush Plus checks, I collect, bust TECs at suspects Marks men and linen, we come off as rough necks Sixty six and six, six, six, The is fluently flowing like liquid Jamaicans be saying my shit wicked Y'all should believe me, I shouldn't have to shit But look, you still lying in raps Always act like you're for some action But we know you not though, you not no Vato, loco, you a bro, for sure I'ma get rich or die like 50 Even if I got to do something that's quite Pass me the Hen' bitch, I don't whiskey My snap, crackle, and pop, like Rice Krispies
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3] I flex for your set in different dialects, fire TECs Aim where your knee and your thigh I, contracting isometric hexicides, let's collide Last nigga to try Beside, I can see in eyes you petrified I'ma let you slide, without a hex apply Next to Sai, for sure, like a midget on a ball court Come with wack rap the store bought
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