Preposterous

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This shit to you, ain't no stoppin' it
If it's the new-new then I'm rockin' it
I live by the rules that you tried abolishing
Look at the shoes, I still dress like a dopeboy from '96
My pill presser been coping with consciousness
Feeling guilty about what he give the city
I don't him don't get in his feelings
He filled up his nose until he couldn't feel it, this shit is preposterous

Drugs turned the felonious into philosophers
Guns turned the harmonious into the monstrous
We bought the phantoms out to the Operas, classy
A bottom-feeder couldn't grasp me
I'm at the top there's no looking past me
I got a knot that's prettier than Ashley
Banks, money coming in by the tank
I got a lot of people in my family
I got a lot of reefer in my ashtray
It stank, the order of acknowledgement is determined by the rank
So it's only common sense that you and I won't speak, I'm OG
That's sure shit, lost thirteen pounds on a Tuesday
Make it back Wednesday doing Forex
Staying in tact with my chakras, Solar Plexus
I don't pour Texas, I port Singapore connections
While the whores textin' about gettin' more injections
I'm on a Tor running node exits during the coke session

This shit to you, ain't no stoppin' it
If it's the new-new then I'm rockin' it
I live by the rules that you tried abolishing
Look at the shoes, I still dress like a dopeboy from '96
My pill presser been coping with consciousness
Feeling guilty about what he give the city
I don't him don't get in his feelings
He filled up his nose until he couldn't feel it, this shit is preposterous
I live by the rules that you tried abolishing
Look at the shoes, I still dress like a dopeboy from '96
My pill presser been coping with consciousness
Feeling guilty about what he give the city
I don't him don't get in his feelings
He filled up his nose until he couldn't feel it, this shit is preposterous

Shit is a blur, I ain't even hear the pur of the pussy
It's hers, I can't even rub this dick on the hair of your pussy
Bitch, the nerve
Drop down, lick the curb, and bite it
No I won't ever put fur on my body
Rest in peace to the Panthers and Tigers
The sacrifices made birth to riots
Molotov cocktail, flicking my lighter
We can go to war about us
Don't try to play chess with me lil nigga, out here on this board I'm Tut
The more she put that pussy on me then the more I want
I get weak for her
This frequency is hard to reach, people playing hide and seek for it
Over me, Lord, these women get maniacal
The overall objective's diabolical, I know
Rubbing her fingers through my follicles, what a slore

This shit to you, ain't no stoppin' it
If it's the new-new then I'm rockin' it
I live by the rules that you tried abolishing
Look at the shoes, I still dress like a dopeboy from '96
My pill presser been coping with consciousness
Feeling guilty about what he give the city
I don't him don't get in his feelings
He filled up his nose until he couldn't feel it, this shit is preposterous
I live by the rules that you tried abolishing
Look at the shoes, I still dress like a dopeboy from '96
My pill presser been coping with consciousness
Feeling guilty about what he give the city
I don't him don't get in his feelings
He filled up his nose until he couldn't feel it, this shit is preposterous
This shit to you, ain't no stoppin' it
If it's the new-new then I'm rockin' it
I live by the rules that you tried abolishing
Look at the shoes, I still dress like a dopeboy from '96
My pill presser been coping with consciousness

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