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Yeah I'm known for spazzing out
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Known for blacking out
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But niggers is acting out
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Either rap or I'm crapping out
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For facts when I'm rapping out
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With them rachets just wrap it out
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My fashion is blasting out
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So I'm lavish and cashing out
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Got the call for the go
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I'm rollin' for all the part
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They want the bar similar
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It was carved from the start
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It's raining like I was spitting
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For reppin' up in the kitchen
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To the keys I was flipping
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To the keys I'm pitching
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Life beyond the bars, from the soul right from heart
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Lifted in prison yards,been with the vicious from start
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From the streets in the crime my lead mistique was shot
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The beats are my design so I'll prove in due time
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My lack in prisons confine, I was cell back in black
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My rass relaxes ,waiting for the day to braze tracks
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'Til the whole world will get it, either be dead or be commited
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I'mma spit 'til my legacy lives never forget it
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(Chorus x2)
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This true rhyme,true crime,true divine
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Get paid for my displays, the way I move through the mind
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My days of shine,blessed appeal with a smooth rhyme
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You'd be lost in my thoughts,but get it in due time
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(Verse)
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My persona make them honour the God
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Praise the tutor him with love
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Like master Fan the avatar
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Cash for bongs, plastic cars
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Graphic the sun, master the sun
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The last blast in the bong
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Cash 'em ,will come
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Acknowledge a God ,gentleman thug
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Blasting 'em off poppin' your squad get in your buzz
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My medal above the blood I ain't jenin with slug
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But girls in the club, the baddest bitches fucking my thoughts
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Making them squirt, keep blazing ,he keep pulling to work
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Underground, pass 'em down, kid I'm deep in the dirt
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He's too darn greedy ,get burped in the livest city
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Ain't nothing pretty berzerk if you ain't ridin' with me
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You against my whole movement ,my dude's a looser
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Soldiers ruthless, we respond is beyong this movement
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So fuck rap for rap, we don't gap for gap
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Busty ,casty ,crafty that is that
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(Chorus x2)
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This true rhyme,true crime,true divine
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Get paid for my displays, the way I move through the mind
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My days of shine,blessed appeal with a smooth rhyme
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You'd be lost in my thoughts,but get it in due time
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(Verse)
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It's truth when feminists they lose competition
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My grammar is smooth ,panoramic view is scandalous
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When hymen is gripped you know the crime
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Rape crime,spit ,step in them the cuffs I hit
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Mind keep divine set
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It's wise and shit another kid arrive from the dead
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I'm gone so I'll die hard survive so I gotta live
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My path is gravy gets mathematical so fashionate
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Alot of cats who try to pat them
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They might get felany
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My status is blessed divine God
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Rap the God of Rap
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Better greed, jelousy
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French fry, coniac
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Miss rhyme star, try back,they call a firecrack
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Only strike and cold as mice
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The feds get the right tap
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More like on me, bullshit
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Arsenist, fire weapons
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Right crimes don't need barganing
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Poppin' like 9/11
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Shut your dog, sitting down
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'Cause wherever I'm seein' sign
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Under your green cheddar ,
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I'm at the scene of the crime
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(Chorus x2)
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This true rhyme,true crime,true divine
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Get paid for my displays, the way I move through the mind
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My days of shine,blessed appeal with a smooth rhyme
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You'd be lost in my thoughts,but get it in due time
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True Rhyme
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| Alterbeats |
