Mad Max

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Lil Teddy

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All for the static, steppin out of line then it's automatic
Ain't showing mercy for a opposition nigga when we clashin 
Jumped it the game, fucked up the frame and never looked backwards
Steady moving pass'em
Dashing to the baggage 
Pushin all these racks in
Fuckin up the traction
Bitches steady naggin
And these niggas steady yappin 
Puttin on actin and 
Frontin like they up, till we kill they hype shit
Stop cappin

Racks on me, sack on me like a backpack
Good round my way I ain't gotta stretch that 
Where these niggas lack, watch who we attack that 
I don't know dawg f*ck ima tax that
F*ck the talkin, rather show facts 
Blow it off and make it double back
Sucker shit we don't condone that 
I'm outchea, ain't duckin no wreck
Still move with shottas, nigga like I'm mad max
Thinking shit sweet, turn it to a bad batch 
Thinking shit sweet if you want, thinking shit
Thinking shit sweet if you want, thinking shit
Thinking shit, thinking shit sweet
Thinking shit

Still ballin no Pistons, lame shit keep distance 
Ten strong in them trenches 
Shit get it real when it's tension
Never worried, never flinchin 
Too busy countin digits 
Rockin Fear of God like I'm Christian 
Different breed like a misfit 
Got a few yougins boutta blitz shit, no hit stick
Hit the kill switch 
Yeah they know the deal 
Niggas steady talkin shit I don't feel 
Pressure crack pipes when it get ill 
Niggas lose it all stuck up in the thrill
Shid I'm tough ass steel in that battlefield 
I could never lose 
Bitches gone choose 
Lust then I move got to play it smooth
Gotta keep it cool
But don't get shit confused 
Still bound to make a move
Advise Niggas pay they dues
Quick still to blow a fuse
Better watch who they steppin to
This shit is on point like harpoons 
Allat tough shit a get you bruised 
How these f*ck  niggas get approved
Shit I came up where it's cruel
Round all crooks, all goons
Never break codes, only rules
 Ain't no safe, ain't no truse 
Just a think line for you fools 
Allat weak shit, it amuse

Racks on me, sack on me like a backpack
Good round my way I ain't gotta stretch that 
Where these niggas lack, watch who we attack that 
I don't know dawg f*ck ima tax that
F*ck the talkin, rather show facts 
Blow it off and make it double back
Sucker shit we don't condone that 
I'm outchea, ain't duckin no wreck
Still move with shottas, nigga like I'm mad max
Thinking shit sweet, turn it to a bad batch 
Thinking shit sweet if you want, thinking shit
Thinking shit sweet if you want, thinking shit
Thinking shit, thinking shit sweet
Thinking shit

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