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(Intro)
It's Fly

(Verse: Battles)
See, where I'm from, ain't no tellin' what you see
Know a nigga that had seen more Knicks Spike Lee
20 for the wiffey
She get in the back cuz she the tracks and the tight beat
raps, you niggas is whack, lyrically next to a hype beast
Diggin' the facts and all free
The is a mess, so they called me
I'm cleanin' it up, we it stub
Yo is a must till I'm boss D
Dawg me, and I'm
How he slip? You leave the open
Dizzy, stoned, a nigga stay
it real so my name blowin'
Wayne Horns, that's my nigga,
wanna see him, have to get involved
If I it, I did it all
While I'm raw, they're sittin' off
it off then get rid of y'all
Did with loss, it like a boss
said you gotta pay the cost
She it off cuz the way I talk
I'm top of the line and I'm 'em all
the loft then get payed for my thoughts
Trace it in chalk cuz I them all
Stuck in the past, dawg, you evolve
Now that we strong, hating so hard
Bully and ____(?), stay in the
Makin' it large, in the air like they're taking a charge
A of 'yes men', and I'm not with 'em
Not too convincing, gimme five minutes
Had an atheist me my flow is God given
How could you fire? Rest in peace to Rob Williams
Battles!

(Verse 2: Lanez)
700, passin' joints like a Jordan
Ironic, I be with yo wife and
nigga in that Black and Bentley
And out to yo bitch, I fucked her accidentally
Black on black, we pull up somebody died
Guess it's my girl Giuseppe game on homicide
Photos of us, colorin' like an Easter egg
I even talk to Siri, I think she the feds
Don't to violence, I just resort to islands
I got some bitches me, bad as ________(?)
and a bachelor, fuck her for your college
I go to and wake a winner, sunk and scorch the islands
what they put me in this position
Had to hit some niggas the .40 cal
And let them know I in disposition
With the trigger finger in
Got the hitters with me a job thang
Pistols rippin' leave a stiff
And let the medics zip him like he gone,
Ah! The fuck are waiting on?!
Fuck are they one
These money all 100s, my honey be
And that's they fuck they be hatin' on
This paper been made and you be lookin'
Like that's ain't the way to go
I wanna be round these broke niggas
That's what the fuck I made it for