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I know a lot of brothers that think that they can flow
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But when I come through it's like everybody's slow
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One kid told me he used to be a pro
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Until he bump heads with new Cappachino
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You might of seen my face in the old school arena
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Dipped like a fresh kid sipping on Pina
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I'm a felony y'all cats a misdemeanor
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Eyeballing all on my dick like Gina
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Smiling you're not really ready for the Whylin'
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Came up strong but you scared of Staten Island
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All on my chest, oh the big fat medallion
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What you don't really want this here rut
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Rhyme ? 2 rhyme slut
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Battle wit dancehall king, you get struck by the lightning
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I tear mics up, y'all need to quit
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The name of this rhyme is I splashed the shit
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Some of y'all sing like never before
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I sleep all day while y'all trying to score
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Then I wake up like Alien 3
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Coming at y'all niggas that stole the rhymes from me
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Bitch, this is how the poor got rich
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Lay on the track then insert the hit
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Nine months later, the rap world is pregnant
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Wu babies blow kid, beware the segment
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Rumor has it, Donna darts create magic
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Nobody in my team have it
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You've seen my face on a $20 dollar bill
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Then you hear my voice on an Iron Man reel
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It's all tragic, rule not the bull shit-atrics
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Your rap is swine, mines is like catfish
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Birthday rap style, come on make a wish
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Splish Splash
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| cappadonna |
