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up with, it will be cold

Or hot, dependin' on how you look at it
A sucka talk smack and I throw the book at him

I'm a wizard, a mage of a different
the raw, off the wall, hot doo-doo
That Oh My God, Allahu Akbar, Juju
That shit you ain't heard since Premiere and Guru
It's for us, by us - FUBU
Better get
by the creek while we smoking by da creek
Niggas die for they chain cause flossing ain’t cheap
I see gold on your body, ill lay a nigga down in his
at night
It's bigger than music I spit it straight from the heart
So it's cold n dark and deep like a universe, but nah don't start
It's for ya
gold bones
What the f-ck you boys want
Roll on you like a joint
Talk behind a n-gga back but muthaf-cka don't you point

[Pharrell]
KFC by the bucket,
players y'all n***** some scrubs
I woke up at the beach to some toast and preserves 
Tapped that ass ‘fore she got in the tub 

Then I made a cup of hot
and the Master of Fun
My rap technique is most very unique
Your toes start to squeak, by the way that I speak
My rhymes are more sporty than the ESPN
I'm nice, and y'all are so obsolete
Cold like off the heat, I'm hotter than cotton sheets
Cop the Jeep, full tank so there ain't no stopping me
Lock
cuts vice versa
I'm not exaggerating, I said it and I meant it
I resent it if you say that his cuts are precedented
He's a lean, mea,n wreckin machine
He
Boom by ya badi-da gwan ye
Boom by ya badi-da gwan ye

Disrespect get out of place
Or we gon put you in your place
Disrespect get out of place
Or we
nigga, I get it, yeah, I'm on the way
Tip of the Texas, yeah, there's no delay
Told him I need that piece by Johnny Dang
Down in the valley, you know we
Dada 
Top Shotta
What I create is BIG
Like Voletta Wallace
In BK
Walking by 
Fulton & St. James
Felt the soul of a legendary rebel
Staying on my hustle
how we live it
Buy the clothes, we by the code, leave them bodies cold
No discrimination, body hoes, everybody knows
We play that big body rose, black
for whoever want come get me 
Black sheep of the fam but I turned to a goat 
Times got cold an I cut on the stove 

N**** uon get a extra life 
F*** it
Yeah, be nobody else H-I-M, did it by myself
Bag it up, put it on the shelf
Yeah, see, X-K-A-N-G-R-E
Cold like a glacier, ice skating on them niggas
Served by a cruelin' fighting
Five nights of horror and of bleeding
Broke glass, cold blades as sharp as the eyes of hate
And the stabbin', it's
War
to Xzibit, lift, build muscle I hustle
And broaden my horizons
Stay focused to the point of
The chin like Tyson
Get live like a dunk on a
Big man by Allen
the whole feel
And it's wield by the regiments of the steel

Word up, MC Lyte, my boys GangStarr
The D.O.C., Eazy-E, Salt-n-Pepa, Whodini
Grandmaster Flash,
up into Hot Shot,
An Autobot hit by the nine will survive but on soul I can promise you now that ya opp’s not,
Guess who nigga Knock knock,
It’s me
strands of morning feed my unease: I’ve much to do, no time for this...

	But there you are in a tangle of Egyptian cotton 
	Gold light tracing lashes laced
Souls 
4 chicken wings ketchup n hot sauce
My cura dripping 
Scoring off the dribbling 
Scoring easy buckets 
I took wins and loses 
Dreams and nightmares
by all types
Cuz even lesbians be wanna fight
Cuz they all know if you ain't da homies then yo hoe just might get the pipe
N they all want it from this
Long Beach in CALI-FORN-I-A
Hey! Much love to the Golden State
Let’s shift gears and bring it back to the Empire State
West Side we reside by the five
surprised
Gotta couple of shooters
They let out that fire
If the streets get too hot
Then I'm coolin inside
I got the cotton mouth
Need a little sprite
Lil

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