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Bluto, ah-how you like judo?
Not Hong Kong Phooey, I chop like some suey
Like doc Bruce Banner I got struck by gamma
So don't- don't you cry- cry for me
the more my enemy starts retreatin'
So back the fuck up I'm blowin' niggas out the frame
Maintain before you get a bullet in your brain
I'm that
It's not just once that you've disgraced me
Lay out your soul, get rid of that weakness
don't diss your boys over some kind of princess
Girls come
us get one shot
To do what he gotta do and get somethin' hot
Blaque, back up, what what
Blaque, back up, All Out
(Where you at? Where you at?)
Then imma get out the city just me and my slimmie and kick my feet up on vacation
I did a drill in a big body benz ran up a bag watch me do it again
Bestie call me Jah Jah, Bae call me Eli
Ex Call me pussy monster, ain't ever ate her feline
Real talk i'm a cool dude, but don't think you can get by
I
minute you're gone away
I fear my safety, I fear I'm bait, but I can't put my skills to waste
Because if you're living by the gun you surely will get
have to force you
Blow your brains out
The body bag or the coffin
Me and () in the Jag sippin' coffee
We don't get harassed by the
Badge wit' a warrant
wait, don't depart, don't restart
Don't get alarmed, by my charm
Make you warm
I went through withdrawals (yeah)
Just to see how you was feeling
I went
keep adding
Pull the plug out of hiding, he ain't want static
Anne Frank keep the AK and the Draco in the attic
Popped a pill but i can't chill i need
I'm louder than a bomb
'Cause the D is for dangerous
You can come and get some of this
I teach and speak
So when its spoke, it's no joke
I'm louder than a bomb
'Cause the D is for dangerous
You can come and get some of this
I teach and speak
So when its spoke, it's no joke
to forty-eight
Got too much on my plate
But I can still look out the window and tell all of you to wait
Cause I know I'll be great
Yeah turn the lights out, let
as fuck I'm up here with the doves
And I wish you was here, got me empty as fuck
I was cool by myself i would kick it alone
But I'm not going to lie you
You got to get up, get out, and get something nigga
Real rap
I'm in my bag and I know they hate it
But don't get mad go get motivated
I know its sad
Oh life whipped him
Down to the ground
When he tried to get up
Life would kick him back down
On the day papa called me
To his dyin' bed
Placed
Oh life whipped him
Down to the ground
When he tried to get up
Life would kick him back down
On the day papa called me
To his dyin' bed
Placed
When I knock him out
We're gonna punch him really hard in the face
He's gonna fall on the floor
When he falls on the floor
You're gonna go kick him
to many places you'll never discover
Step to my side, suckers run and hide
Africa's in the house, they get petrified
You want to know why, I'll tell you
to many places you'll never discover
Step to my side, suckers run and hide
Africa's in the house, they get petrified
You want to know why, I'll tell you
I might just get so high
That I touch the sky
But I can't say why
Can't deny sometimes I try to
Float by, but that shit that I
Wrote and the notes
about
Find you a few things that matter
That you can put a fence around
And then he laid it out
Buy dirt
Find the one you can't live without
Get
get the fuck up out the way
I'ma shoot you and your crew
And I'ma put you in your place
Runnin' up that scale
I don't serve less than an eighth
I only
with no hands and get your cheeks clapping
Like we a tag team you gon tap out when I tap in
We can go designer shopping and wear them shits matching
I
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