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And I'm running through the city like I'm kidz bop
Too clean on the scene check the wrist watch
I'm clean like a billi hit a milly rock
And I'm killin all

pop 
Lookin like a pit stop
(Bum)
Low opp
Contemplating wish wash
Big knots
Beat up by a kidz bop 
Nøvv hot
(But what's the difference)
Yo bitch not

You

shit got your head rocking
Haters and the bops watching
I'm a keep this bitch rocking like this
Niggas been tryna stop it
And they running out of options

was busy making bops I had 'em moving like jello
And "GOODJOB" left 'em buzzing, yeah I got 'em on yellow
So this is just my nice little way of saying

hold on
Oh oh, oh oh

Yeah, like guess who it is
(Who?) , it's Skepta (Oh)
Never will I sing to the inspector (Straight)
Eventually I'ma chart top this

And I just sat in front of the fire with my socks off
Comfy making hip-hop
Selena to your Kidz Bop
Fighting with my psyche and I can't make the hits stop

to face alone
Nigga this yo favorite song
Yeah you know what i be on
In my dreams I succeed
Cut your wrist till you bleed
Life will come and pass you by
Bad

including
Racial prejudice - are influenced more
By material things like food
And economic necessities than by the
Fear and awe and bigotry
Generated by

on your pinky
Rocks (Yeah)
What's that wrapped up in that rubber band?
That's knots (Woah)
They say, How'd you get your life like this?
That's knots (Woah)

on your pinky
Rocks (Yeah)
What's that wrapped up in that rubber band?
That's knots (Woah)
They say, How'd you get your life like this?
That's knots (Woah)

blowin'
Pourin' this D'ucé in these two cups
Sippin', killin' these niggas like I'm
Jimmy from the Ku-Klux
Yeah, I'm makin' money now, I'm on tour
These

just Stop this Kidz Bop glop
Cease and set us free from stupidity

a karaoke machine
So I can sing along to
Kidz Bop, that's my scene, uh

Yeah, you know I'm a playa
I'm the best at solitaire
Making everybody stare
I'm always

you
Can’t get the time back

It feels like people do everything in life
To get this BMW, this Benz, to get
This townhome, to get 25 kids exactly one

So you'd say I know the kid well 

Unless the cops recording this 
No habla give no intel 

So broke so beat 
Dodging charges like a Kobe 
My credit

Bust it to the floor when the Henny pop
Old tunes like a old school kids bop
Bust it down to the floor
Yeah
And that’s 6 by 3
I do 25 to life if they

Refugees on the Mic

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

immigrant
Put up your hands you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time around

H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live

written hit list
Whatever come next on my written hit list
Like a slit wrist til I bleed out
And once I give my life for this you won’t doubt
That’s me

A wonder to behold it was with many colours bright
And the moment I laid eyes on it, it became my heart's delight. 

It went zip when it moved and bop when

but I touch a few chips, need to get a new budget, be running through coins like I'm Sonic
Get check after check BOA sent the clearance, official, this

decide
I feel like I've been inside this moment my entire life

Back in the early 2k's
I was living life out of a suitcase
No wages when it came payday
No

don't smoke wraps
Cause I like my weed pure

I just caught the hiccups damnit, pick up
Drinking big bop bitch, smoking big lungs
Cook her this sausage for

an inauguration
The coronation
Watch them hand me the Crown while you Bop to this
You should hear the crowd when they announce the kid
I done made hiphop my bitch

Cold Soapy bars
Like it's
Kids Bop Nonstop off the drop make it pop
Do it for the Glory n put Jesus name on top
Got the key boy imma lock this game up