Chorus 2x: "lyrics somebody want (yea yea) Somebody want lyrics" --
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Here I go the lyrical specialist the perscription I give you the leagal addiction, nonfiction I got the shank, to memory bank How sharp, don't be of the dark Come in to the light, you still see It can't be, the historical, metaphorical, Yes the s, you the rest, fuck the spellin' I'm tired of tellin' y'all who rule, cause you listen, fool dealin' with a nigga feelin' fury Surely, I destroy any toy with any game That's why I never lose, I play, I savaday style while I maintain mine time yet, differ-rent, mag-nificent No quest unless it's the So check that twice I'm nice Whoever got Tell me the And I'll raise you a mill, days to a kill, some praise to a Never, yea I'm as lyrical as
Verse
You start about, have you thought about Consequences, sentences, to your sences, on the fences Cause I'm throwin' hits it's, unfair Gun here, in a extra clip Cause I'm next to Next time, bring in a next rhyme, i like dead body, sting like a tazer Sharper than a ... heart ... major Surgery transplant cause you have Theres one, shoot a fair one, a real one Grannit, with a enough heart to But can you manage when I brandige bandage And stitch is open And bitch is open Is she, somethins' I don't dis When I'm dis they try to ammulate my likeness Microphones from my intake For phatter, matter, glass shatter Becareful, I got a Listen, I got them lyrics that missin'
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Verse
You're commin' your new sound You never dowm Why try, try my tie and hang em' high, in the Cause it, wasn't, I idiea Who I fear No one, the son of jah Gimmie some la, and I get But wait, not great, your not good I shot wood, put you out your misery history in the with a crazy jamacian See, vanish when I brandish the hair trigga Yea I'm goin hay Might not But it's hot And with the flow, the shit might blow So I detonate, then evacuate, leavin' ash, even ask Feel the blast, fast, I know you won't But you can try Somebody want come see the eye
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