These are leftovers but know
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That I ain't foilin my dreams
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Ain't from Britain but my talent
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Made me boil in the seam
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The day I flow I go to FAO and
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Toy with everything, from the dirt... and now
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Them haters soil in they jeans
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I'm fully on my bully shit, "Boy that nigga mean! "
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Drop a domino with all the flows it triggers everything
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Fuck all black! I'm layin low and ghillie everything
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Comin at they neck... like a set of guillotines
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A better metaphor would be a porno set routine
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Watch me fuck up this game and see the choices
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That it brings
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Lay that honey down, moisten everything between
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And I know she want the D, but she coy with
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Everything
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Legend put me on smash
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Drop this on they blog-ass
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Bootleggin' gunner try to sling it... arm cast
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And ain't no love in the heart of the city but I'm still
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Searchin' for it like a VH1 Broadcast, I ask, Freshmen
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Class are you seein', this is what it mean to spit
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G-mail and cc the shit, flyer than Aladdin's carpet, never
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Got my Genie wish, you got yo game Genie on
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I ain't with the cheatin' bitch
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I'm sayin what remains to be unsaid
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I am Hip Hop, like a cool dude on one leg
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I will flip rocks and tell you everything my gun did
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Talk about breezin' through women like a sun dress
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Am I wrong that is all I hear in songs... money blowin', girls
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And my radio's on, where is yours at? I don't make it rain so quit
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Checkin' on my forecast, Oscar Grouch is mad
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I put out more trash
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Over flood the city, this is Vizzy
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You ain't get a ring cause I am gettin' busy
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Price of fame, askin what it cost
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Biggest mysteries are
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Why ain't Vizzy signed and what is happenin' on Lost
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I be at the temple
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Overcame the flames like Jack Be Nimble
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Shinin' over my city like the Batman symbol
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Marchin' band, drums
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Crowd applause, crashin' cymbals
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Huh givin' bitches
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Kisses with a pack of thimbles uh yeah
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Peter Pan and pepper pots
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Captain Hook should check his watch
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Flippin' lids, where's the jock?
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Goin' in, Stone Hinge Flow, everywhere I rock
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Who need elevators when these haters just use stairs a lot
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Until the day they say "That is where the exit is"
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Execute and excellence
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Nigga what's a Freshmen list?
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I will etch my name into every
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Single desk there is
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Until the world knows who XV is
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Vizzy!
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Top Of The World
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