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Nojo Da Kidd

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Ever since a youngin 
I been a sleek improver 
It's the weak remover 
Through the speakers 
Speaking to ya 
You couldn't walk my shoes 
Like you used to wearing pumas 
I'm used to getting brain 
Till it feel we sharing tumors 
How you acting round ya homies 
Barely suit ya 
Look like a buncha 
Bitches and ima share the rumor
Yall said I dont got flow 
And also failed consumers 
But homies that will smoke 
You quicker than you can sale 
A hookah 
You cant chew me
I go hard as stale bazooka 
Leave Marks like barracudas 
Put arsen to your ruler 
You marching with the cooler 
And nah I ain't the bad guy 
I'll hit ya with the frieza 
If you wanna act fly 
You ain't my brother 
Bitch I'll make you suffer 
Fed ass bitch I'll show you 
Under cover 
And that goes for all of em 
Bitches hating 
I wont use a 40 
Just pure asphyxiation 
But when I need a shooter 
I ain't calling Rudy
I know a couple hitters 
For the call of duty 
We'll put some money on you 
So you better lay low 
Or better pray to God 
Hope he bring ya ass a halo 
And I ain't playing games 
Though its what my passion be 
Just wanna kill em all 
Born into assassins creed 
Sorry for the tragedy 
But yall always fly
At half the speed 
I create this masterpiece 
And burn out a couple calories 
Pussy say he after me 
Dont ever test the majesty 
Should change my name to Billy 
The way I blast the beat 
Call this shit the massacre 
Ya rappers just some caterpies 
Dont ever step to battle me
Dont ever step to battle me
Double A flow
That's a brand new pack of batteries 
Body every beat 
They like damn you passed anatomy 
Damn his ass is accurately 
Stacking a catastrophe 
I just thought the rappin beast 
Only spot out blasphemy 
Ain't no body passing me 
Unless its bagged 
And at the streets 
The coroner on the corner 
Always just sittin 
Back and laugh at me 
This ain't even half of me 
Step up in my lab and see 
That every beat they stab at me 
I leave it as a casualty 
You cant spell I'm casting three 
Wizardry 
We mastering 
Might check ya womens walls
You might think I'm fucking Plastering 
Since a child bastarding 
I been writing massive ink 
So either stay in your lane 
Or keep ya seat belt fastened in 
Wake the f*ck up 
Watch me tear the roof off 
All you suckas trying 
But I feel you got ya juice lost 
Ima fuckin lion 
But you sweeter than a tooth loss 
Its nojo wa kid bitch I got that new Sauce 
That boy fuckin fire 
You can tell by the intro 
Bassline so hard 
Shatter all ya windows 
Homie talking shit 
But I just hear the windblow
Running with the realest 
Never squealing out no info 
I been through the struggle 
I been due to hustle 
I Been tryna ride 
Talkin Benz to a muscle 
F*ck the nice guy 
It's the end to being subtle 
I might pop ya like the bubble 
In that die game Trouble 
On another note 
Lemme flip the page 
Dont tell my ass to vote 
That'll put me in rage 
Kill em with no pressure 
Shit dont make me add a gauge 
20 or the 12 put an end 
To your days

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