Janet's Freestyle

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You don't get the clocking when it's time for some action
Numbers on the board, split halves like a fraction
Straight taxin, when that price increase, all brokies start to cease
Forrest fight, near sunlight, tame the beast
The Lasso rope take hope, so take heed
Rip shirt but my heart Rip torn n no sleep
Dig against will when I bring the raw n da mass appeal
007 was his code, license to kill
Get the practice on shooting steel
Anti villain only rap on lucrative deals
He iight on the mic, that's the only thing
Multiverse got the doctors sayin that I'm strange
Pinpoint, you ain't smoking gas, that's a small joint
Smush em like ese's when I'm coming to a checkpoint
Dance floor disco, ratchet in bistros
Told the brother get low, they greasy like crisco
A glimpse of his shadow got him moving in slow mo
Ate janets fruit, got dizzy off the soul glow
Stare into amazement the way she kept shaking
It's a lot of lightbulbs, da head start thinking
Local art dealer, making sounds for the skrilla
I put that nigga neck on his shoulders like thriller
Before he went down, he put a target on his killer
100,000 dead or alive, even injured
The plot of it all, new niggas killed him
he ain't up the bar, I want top from shakira
Vibes and the chakras, I am the showstopper
Eye contact like making deals with the mobster
Don't talk in public if you say they all watching you
Pasta on her cycle, she think a nigga gullible
I told her switch the play like an audible
Don't f*ck the bag up, we don't need a fumble
Drop it gently but we gotta make a way to the city
3 hookers on street corner's, the hoes look sadiddy
Put the phone down, I feel something gettin fishy
Cars unmarked pulled up, I hit 50
The Bootlegger man was a rat, real shitty
Caught him the next day, black bag him like missy
Numbers on the heat, he the feds with a blicky
Slapped him in his throat, now he talking real iffy
Strawberry letter from Janet it got me amping
Tools in the woods, all we need for the camping
She tried to cut me off period n got the cramping
You niggas ain't creative with the same song sampling
Only affiliate with the hustlers n champions
These fools ain't ya friends, they with all the mishandling
Abandonment, confuse situations understanding

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