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i'm kinda like shit up
still with a limp like i'm tellin my dick to get up
shakin up and makin the babies spit up
you babies are gonna get it ahhh shut up
might as leave myself alone
i can't fight it my fist in a like i wanna punch a microphone
did i get on
3 and i'm at it
5 pills down i'm high as a motherfucker an
and an addict im habits to an already tragic
situation now im pacin back and forth in a
but i see everything in my as panoramic
see i pen and my pen has got me at advantage
probably land me in the up in a hammock
lovers im 50 thousand my up in the hammock
n roll hop in yo 85 and lock and load
i am a crock ima pop bottles with of gold
i am just i am just a with primal soul
i am your highness without fine or clothes
i am the on the stem i am not the rose
if pimpin was rippin i rip the entire globe
i'm so pimpin im sippin dew from a bowl
9 to 5 i go
9 to 5 i go
money in money out, wiz
but i'm forever like the chiefers
a new york
you put me on bonita
a texas chainsaw all on the cleaver
killa oh my god yea im a godzilla
odd thrilla odd future odd too
our tilla we me he the millimeter zing
see he the 22 empty crews
he's clean cleaner some new shoes
than a prude
new hair tattoo big
yelawolf is on the CHOO CHOO
i enter the like a enema shit moves
you faggots aint gettin women pussy lip
spittin shit
im ok why cuz im
cool enough to a frigid ate glue
my livin groove
just by sittin to
drop an ice on the mic
like a nice brewed tea ice
and take a nice shoes
damn right or a bite for a nice cruise
cuz im
wait im a great
ima make
author
break ima take charge and play
hard to get ima
gods and
stars to the
grow up and me as a made artist
my pants got rolls with a and i made it hard
for and snake charmers who waste this great harvest
i farmed it
tapes to a & r's
blazed this trail then i set sail on the main
hit the main
change the and i made
waves and artists
switch and and twitch and shake and rob and take like i play garden
they hopin i see em i give em a and a main pardon
you rob me and get sold for a great
the you could do for the truth is pay homage
i see the cracks the leaks its way
im shit wait i may vomit
cuz im a great comet im comin pray
christ ima leave this life's drama
to be the bloodline of the i see gonna
so leave me not when you of the king son of a bitch
im in blues
me what you wanna
white is my skin
is my persona
red is the tip of the flame, guess burning under
yela, and 333 is my number