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to the back If you don't feel the Holy Spirit, then you cap Best youth group in the world and that's a fact Weight of the world, he got off of my back Rock,
at its finest M.O.B. thugs for motherfuckin life Motherfuckin made niggas We comin after these niggas world wide Feel me Makaveli The Don My
'em to church Guess you could call it pentecostal, man Eminem told me (lose) yourself So how can I (lose) focus, you roaches In combat so war? (nah),
her Bad ass body look, flexible like a ballarina Seated at a booth, three niggas with broad and bullet proofs Met for combat, made more calls, met up
Tonya, Ashley Send 'em all texts and I'm horny I'm waitin' for a response back Two rubbers my golden gun, i'm in combat Catch a contact with a rich homie
Sneasel for the stealing You ain't never get it back I'ma shove you to the pavement If you try to interact call the police Tell 'em I'm the one who really
with a piece of Shit like you for another day This battle is like the Alpha versus the Omega Yeah you the start of it all But I have evolved and became
Tunnel vision on a guap stack Malt liquor perspirating through the brown sack Big talk looking thinner when it's combat Swear that shit is astounding
it must be) For the fact that I can (For the fact that I can) Put an end to this misery (Put an end to the misery) I'm at war with the world (I'm
to Just to draft this Battlefield of dreams, called the team, so we all collect Used a dirty rode to pave the way for my combat vets Who lack a place for
a hyphen Nigga I ain't built for who bitch, what now? Tell 'em niggaz when I see 'em it's on, they better DUCK (down) [Chorus: repeat 2X] A truce is
the wrong group of dudes Jet lagged, in the wrong type of mood Just waited two hours for the wrong type of food We're from America, what did he expect us
and it always will For them niggas who talk that shit, you hoes ain't never seen skills This ain't no gang or a crew or a high-cappin clique No combat
to the tower of San Mercuriale there is a small portico with a memorial captioned Caduti per la Libertà — fallen for liberty — acknowledging many who
ain't shit changed But now you call me daddy, when you call my name Cause youse a silly mortal, you ain't down for combat I'ma super nigga, and you
Usain is one of my contacts My squad void of Ls like Wombat If you wanna challenge us we always ready for combat Flow so melodic like a violinist Violent,
But sometimes it really just better to leave Shawty and baddie, I'm on that Might beat it up mortal combat Rap shit take it far go beyond that Take you
Pray to me like I'm Rao Better not go 10 feet from your phone for when I call Look at me daily People are hating But continue to come back To hear
Ain't another muthafucka you met like me That's why when you're alone you call me I don't know how it'll pan out But I know for you I'll never whip my
Already knew And you hate and I prove About to improve I don't need proof I just put on for my city and groove I'm on the roof Yea you a goof Call up your
my louder corpse I'm gonna move to Cuba with Tupac or El Salvador What I'm tryna tell you is this I place call home I'll abort I'm just a kid from
combat skills are in high demand Cloud heads to the sector 7 slums for his next job It's with avalanche, a group of eco-terrorists Planning to strike
you for a loop, even though you're out of my age group Switch it up, find a new flow like FI I will complete the circle like PI Maybe I really am just
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