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talkin' 'bout pistols, gats is borin' He came with a new topic to flip you, of urine All pro, the stats, his style scorin' you at it, double check that Cristal you're pourin'
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Before you flow, make sure you or you losin' You don't wanna miss and let the get to oozin' If any splash, he's disqualified Even if one drip should slide the bottle side
Put a bum in a even pickle Reality show, how far would you go to get a Let a buck Listen by the window, you can hear him moanin',
Remember, is garbage day It's not the kind of stuff you to save and harbor away Once it ripened and fermented It takes on a bouquet I should say is naturally scented
Tempted by a empty can of Or waitin' we get there, say two or three minutes Yeah, when it's fresh, it's say digestible, even edible
If you was stranded out to sea, alone and in dehydration, guzzle your own cup full Some day you may even your son How to use it to make potassium nitrate for
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like a rap God He's like a big log that you find in toilet Fo' real, bow down and his knees
And I am about to kick it all up in here, by for kickin' I am the er, not you, you kick elsewhere This man, I'm bored, me too