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A cam is a rotating or sliding piece in a mechanical linkage used especially in transforming rotary motion into linear motion. It is often a part of a rotating wheel (e.g. an eccentric wheel) or shaft (e.g. a cylinder with an irregular shape) that strikes a lever at one or more points on its circular path. The cam can be a simple tooth, as is used to deliver pulses of power to a steam hammer, for example, or an eccentric disc or other shape that produces a smooth reciprocating (back and forth) motion in the follower, which is a lever making contact with the cam. more »

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When that banger from the booth drops
Bang it 'til your roof knocks
Bitch you know I’ve got juice like a juice box
Like a juice box, like a juice box, like a
Like a juice box, like a juice box
When that banger from the booth drops
Bang it 'til your roof knocks
Bitch you know I’ve got juice like a juice box
Like a juice box, like a juice box, like a
Like a juice box, like a juice box, box
Yo
I've been overworked, underpaid
No lemons, no lemonade
Something out of nothing
Now please allow me to demonstrate
To demonstrate how I do
And if you got me fucked up
F*ck up out my crew
I'm something like a warden how you all behind my bars
Something like global warming, they try to deny my bars
I'm something like a hero cause somehow I always win
That’s how I get dinero, dollars, euro, pounds, and yen
Stay shaking that asphalt with that boombox sound
You can hear me coming more than two blocks down
You get shot down, move or get knocked down
Big fat motherfucker, you know that I got pounds
Yo, just in case anybody forgot
Lemme remind a motherfucker that I been at the top
And if you coming up behind me but you running your mouth
I'll have a couple of my motherfuckers run in your house
Cause when the bass knock, and the bass drop
And your waist rock, and your face drop
Better nod your cabeza
Mmm whatcha say now? "What a great style
Like a K-Dot or the Based God" - gotta face dat
When that banger from the booth drops
Bang it 'til your roof knocks
Bitch you know I’ve got juice like a juice box
Like a juice box, like a juice box, like a
Like a juice box, like a juice box
When that banger from the booth drops
Bang it 'til your roof knocks
Bitch you know I’ve got juice like a juice box
Like a juice box, like a juice box, like a
Like a juice box, like a juice box, box
Yo
You can hear me on your block
Even when I ain't local
May be out of state
But my state of mind global
Money in the rubber
I ain't talking 'bout safe sex
Gold bottle motherfucker
Sipping on your paycheck
Stop it
Homie you need to stop it
You can't afford to cop it
Cop four with what's in my pocket
Bitches sipping Hypnotiq
Juking like Johnny Rocket
When I hit up my plug
I ain't talking about no socket
Yo
But let me
Slow it down 'fore I hurt yo ass
You know I'ma body the beat whether I'm first or last
You know I used to keep it sweet, now I tell 'em get fucked
Used to hardly ever speak, now I never shut up
Yo
Matter of fact, lemme get to the point
Cause there's a reason that I'm rapping like I'm running the joint
Cause I be something like magic
Hocus Pocus
Let a motherfucker know that my
Flow's the dopest
Yo
Got something to say to 'em right now
Here's a little lesson you might wanna write down
You can have a minute when I put the mic down
I'll be damned if a fuckboy feed off of my sound
When that banger from the booth drops
Bang it 'til your roof knocks
Bitch you know I’ve got juice like a juice box
Like a juice box, like a juice box, like a
Like a juice box, like a juice box
When that banger from the booth drops
Bang it 'til your roof knocks
Bitch you know I’ve got juice like a juice box
Like a juice box, like a juice box, like a
Like a juice box, like a juice box, box
Rocking the gold chains with the black on black
And now I'm laying on the beat, so I'm back on track
If you don't like it, you could leave
It was nice to know ya
Guess I'm just three letters
But I'm too much for ya
But yo, the kids back
Tell 'em to get back
Some people flip my name
Just to call me Big Mac
I throw a couple stacks, let the rest increase
And if they try to call me out, may they rest in peace
How you say that you styling, homie? You ain't got no style
I got that type of style to make the girls go wild
Man these bitches been tripping
Since the fetal position
They real good at multiplying
But they suck at division
Yo
Copy me and I'll be coming for my check, boy
Check bounce, I'll be coming for your neck, boy
Shit, he ain't talking bout me, right
He ain't really talking like he want beef, right
Look, don't come for me
We're cool for right now, but don't f*ck with me
Cause all it take's one shot 'til I activate
So when I pull up on the block, evacuate
When that banger from the booth drops
Bang it 'til your roof knocks
Bitch you know I’ve got juice like a juice box
Like a juice box, like a juice box, like a
Like a juice box, like a juice box, box

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