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That shit is unreal! Call it a done deal
Like a eel dish, or else a chow fun meal
I spun reel, I set up a proper drum feel
So if it's agreeable then we can see about it

A little kung pao, is how I ride with the drum now
Tight rhymes, spicy hot but them bums foul
I'm rather powerful when I like to go full scowl
I growl over beats loudly, like a wolf howl

I'll pull wool over the eyes of the fully foul
Call me a bully now, cuz I might take a bully down
Read all about it, and that's to those that's ever doubtin'
My fiber optical router could never get me poutin'

Cowards doubt, actin' proud but with styles lousy
I'm more raw, like Townsend or Eddie is how I rouse 'em
My rate's cash, per hour, how I devour sour
I taste grass, purple flower last a couple hours

Pest control
Hold a mic with the best control
First I'll pack and then I bless the bowl like at a festival
When I puff vegetable
Go tell them other motherfuckers so the rest'll know

Paint you up, then your chest'll glow
Hit of 'dro, then your stress'll go
I need an answer like yes or no
Goin' hard, don't test the flow, king move
I'm playin' chess for dough

I'm never under duress, a pro
However, when you address the bro
Please sometimes remember that less is mo'
Slow the roll 'cuz I could never confess I know
You never lived out West? Then go! Uh huh.

Lombardo plays it different than Lars, I'm sick with the bars
You flicker right quick, then I'll stick you in tar
Man, you thinkin' you could pick a guitar, I'm riffin' it hard
To go far is nothin', take a trip with a car

You get bit, it turn quick to a scar
I got lots of ills, the situation cost lotsa bills
The doctah said I need to stop and chill
A lotta stages where I rocked for thrills
San Francisco got lots of hills

It's kinda evil, I'm beatin these clones
A freak with a jones, I keep what I own
Accumulate a pile, camped in Arizona, fell asleep on a stone
I streetsweep it like a Reaper, the drone

Serenade your weak fleet with my tone
You can see that I'm grown, and I look good in every piece that I own
I ain't home but you can reach me by phone
Have no fear, just steer clear quick of all the leeches and drones

I rap and they swoon, I left, now I'm back in the room
I hear some other beats lackin' the boom
My son's birth happened in June
The sun's highest point, it happens at noon
You hear the vocal! Yo, I'm smackin' this tune

I keep my samples up in a file folder
I 'ccumulate cash at a fast rate, and they callin' me a wild soldier
A pile holder, my seasoned style is kinda older
A style molder, I flows like the Nile but colder

That shit is unreal! Call it a done deal
Like a eel dish, or else a chow fun meal
I spun reel, I set up a proper drum feel
And if it's agreeable, then we'll see about it

And if it's agreeable, then we'll see about it
And if it's agreeable, then we'll see about it

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