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can see your mouth has
Been in the shitter, on my udder, by the gutter
Chilled cow don't reply, all you're gonna do is stutter
Bovine Gang going

try
Put me on the hype, plus she roll it tight, Yo we feel the vibe, yea she my right type 
It’s facts fucks with good shit
B.I.G Eminem and pac, when

and Kanye
Biggie, Pac, Eminem, in a way
In the way that I spray 

Out these motherfucking pieces
Whenever releasing
Always up here creeping
Chilling in

It's summertime, I'm going up just like a elevator
I'll break it down for your ass, I can demonstrate
They didn't know my sound before, by now they

Eminem…
The ones closest be the most distant, 
Power I got up in this Tommy make a Ghost nigga
Spirit of Nat Turner, nah I’m not most niggas
Never going

Talking with my father it sounds like I'm fanning
Could spend every second with you it wouldn't be enough
I been going through the motions life's been so

dank so loud
You can't even see me cause my eyes low
Do you know what the fuck I'm on
Shot of Ciroc in the morning to get the vibe going
Gold teeth

and called me store brand bought
But I was thankful everything I got
I was pistol whipped but Now I finally got my shot
I was molested for five years by

and nuts
I be cheating on my lady when I'm tripping going crazy Ima have a 3 way with whore and Slut
Get my dick sucked snort a coke like then rhyme if you

that guy to grow up and rap like
Eminem and all of these rap guys
But now I run tracks, everybody get lapped twice, I'm that nice
Spin a nigga like black

I'm just talking over it
Like those famous people as if I can do that
Yeah, the albums pretty uh
It's not the best quality
But you know
I did it all by

The path was paved by the breakdance linoleum
The days when a phrase could raise pandemonium
Way before the reigns of Wu Tang Clans and Hov and them

ministries
Did this as a young buck never got ten a key
I'm out here going hard in the paint while you cheer lead
Every time we go to the bank deposit her own

Schaffer the Darklord
Fucking Schaffer the Darklord
I god I just- I hate that guy so much
I'm going to write him a letter and tell him
Dear Schaffer

black body bags

And I don’t care what you say
I’m going to get my way
And all this racist crap
Needs to end starting today

Oh and by the way
Stop

musik
S'du me me dal sdu me prit
S'du me pi
Veq musik
Vetun ri
Se e di
Krejt m'nin
Prei shqipnies
Dejn amerik'

And I'd stay alone
Rather than going out

to the top, ain't no way Ima stop so make sure that you videotaping this
They can't breathe, I'm knocking 'em out one by one, it's a breeze
Make 'em drop

and getting him off
Thought I stood him up on the first date (Yeah)
Shit was going down on a Thursday (Okay)
Always getting ready imma be late
Never giving up,

work
Like Eminem I got lines
That make these white boys go bezerk
Passive income
That's my favorite perk
Eatin' dim sum with a baddie
Cuz I like to flirt

in my eyes free-styling the whole song 
My mama left me hanging I’m never going back home 
 I called up Diggy i know he gone ride wit me
Touched down

lace
Raised by concrete no you can’t relate 
Fuck having to wait 
Now here go a taste
Yea turn up the bass
Ugh

We so outta they range 
100
Webbo jumped

reminder
Escape the drama in 05' by tape rewinding
Old cassettes in my Daddy's dresser that was my first assignment
Playing "The Chronic" while the chronic

a cigar by just blowing it
I know it
I'm going toe to toe
With this total ownership
I told them this:
Don't joke about the fact
That I don't owe them shit

pronto
Born in ninety six talk it like ahead of my time though
Twenty two going on forty seven, aiming for heads the industry lookin up at me like a check