My mind's an art gallery
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Carrots, lettuce, celery
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Never in a pickle
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Catch me chilling with the cavalry
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That mean that I'm god-like
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You bitches need salvaging
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And I spit like a paint brush
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That is painting out a masterpiece
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And I am like a jungle full of motherfucking mega beasts
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When I spit I break the first three letter of your legacy
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Yeah, that mean I'm AO, hoe
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Yeah, that mean I drill so
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Deep into these fields, slow Sherron, cause I'm on your heels
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Hold it, Sherron, cause I'm on that pill flow
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That super fucking real flow
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That bigger big Mac than a fucking jet black
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Stomp, wear high heel, flow
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Kill me when these bitches fail in speaking that coherent shit
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Did this on my own, bitch, on my single pension
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My mind's an art gallery.
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Loftcries
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| Angel Haze |
