This is what I'm dealin', 'bout to make a off illin, off a hydro Put it on a like they work in El Tambo Here to make a statement, not on your You're gon' catch it like the
'Cause all blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay And so from this point on we straight spittin', yeah,
My shit is tight, if not the damn My stats stay bubblin', how Pepsi and is I make a bitch jealous to the point, she wanna this I fuck a head up like the ex-girl turned dyke bitch
The nicest, on one unicyclist With pussy running deeper than stab from ice-picks Now where you 'bout to take it? Baby I took it Some more Digga Digga shit man, look in Folks are spittin' unruly M.C's for might catch a hach-tuey
'Cause all blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay And so from this on we straight spittin', yeah, what
I push the on my Pop's beauant-regal Hang cats, who known for making drug money legal you, spit on purpose just to spite you Heard you like to use voice, ride on motorcycles
I spit clean versions for aged rug rats I spit for Bricks city, where all my thugs at I spit shot cause I'm in a bad For when my wasn't shit but bad weed and fast food I spit, spit, spit and make executive I spit shit for all the scrubs and the pigeons
And best believe where I'm goin' you're a I spit more rhymes silicone in California I spit, spit, spit, for all them jokers at the hall Carrying my daughter on my back just to fool
I meditate, say a prayer my sensi I on MTV all the way down to your mix tape Like that, I'm the with the mouthpiece Crazy like South Park and hotter than South
all that blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay And so, from this on we straight spittin', yeah, what
I spit shit and you scarred like a face lift I for the underground, Hot 97 be the Matrix One, two, I hit 'em with the Who gon' hittin'? Who be straight spittin'?
I take the mic and rock it what I you write, get wrecked tonight, what 'Cause you never heard a honey rhymes like Said you never heard a honey rhymes like In a million years, and a million you never heard a honey spit rhymes like
'Cause all blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay And so this point on we straight spittin', yeah, what
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