Another massive dose I'm sendin' in
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Hittin' when I step back to the deck
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Sidebets kick 'em in then raise up
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Jet from the ivory it's time for me
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To see if I can graze the cut
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Just a hint I'm shuttin' down
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ya pistons you'll have to listen
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'Cause I'm clippin' of the wack
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Bracket shit that's soft so go
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Back to the troft and put it
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Back next to the Smirnoff bottle
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Where u found it from it sounds
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Numb has no feel an organic
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Synthesis did I mention this in
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The last verse no I drive a fast
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Hearse they'll have to catch the
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Flow I'm snatchin' a row of burnt
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Corpses and hopin' they lernt the
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Forces that they're up against the
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Immense in this shit will a
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Fist to the grill instill a fraction
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Of common sense you would want
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Providence to play a part but it's
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Obvious you have no heart I'm
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Protruding a pro-tracker the
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Proportion of a slacker is where I
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store
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The shit give me ya cup what's ya
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Flavor it's juice taste it a swig of
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The stew
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Now that I have a deepdish spoon
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Niggas be attackin' get blackin'
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Eyes like racoons blew up like
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Balloons busted rusted they're
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Getting thrusted with them
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Screw drivers who's the livest
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Me and I love it when the
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Slug rubs another from a rusty
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Life they couldn't cut it so I cut
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'Em with my trusty knife
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Skinned alive and when deprived
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Of one's life one thinks twice
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Three time a lady Lionel couldn't
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Pay or you to fade me 'cause
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I be learnin' shit makin'
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Ternikits for broken English
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I'm yokin' the seamstress 'cause
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I'm sewin' up shit. You know
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I can rip, I rest with the
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Hobo's yo yo's stay up no
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Mayonnaise on the cut but I can
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Bust it wit the mustard my
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Spice is hot the radish
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Adds this seasoning that creates
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And make taste buds wanna make
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dubs
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Of a swig of the stew
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Box Car 23 is my freight train
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I'm not strippin' for the cock except
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the Diesel the weight gain I make pain
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and
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I take it 'cause I'm humble a dirty rat
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A sturdy gat is the back up for the
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Smack up easy for me to pack the
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knack
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Up braggadocio rhymes I'm braggin'
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while
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I'm laggin' saggin' 'cause my jeans
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hafta
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Be lean for the cuisine who dat! Dick
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Dasturdly could never master
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Me drew raps after me comes me
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stop
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Suction cupping you got nothing
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coming
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But cum of burns hon. I'm doin' it
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For my niggas in the oak-land where
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I plan my escape from traits of empty
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Crates and busted grapes are not
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Part of the gomay hey just an
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Appetizer filet mignon but the song
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is the stew
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Swig Of The Stew
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Saafir |