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[Intro]
Oh uh… so you thought that shit was tight?
Not at all my nigga this shit was not fuckin tight a- and nigga what IS this? This shit sound like Sta-
Nigga so, you can’t pick beats. You ain’t got no swag when you rap you always saying „Yeuhhhgnugga.”
Come up with some new shit nigga. I bet you probably gonna use the same flow you used from Cul De Sac. The same flow you used from 20/20
Y’all Ain’t Getting Tired Of This Nigga Yet? Fuch
Turn this nigga off where MITCHGONENORTH at my nigga? THAT nigga was fucking tight
Did you hear what that nigga said? Ronzel listening to this nigga bruh
W-where is MITCHGONENORTH cause… this shit is not tight a t a l l my nigga
And– Whadisthis?
[Verse]
Now this is something
A Slick Rick mixed, McLovin
A Rik Smits dunking, and Skips been sung it
My love, interest of Simpson’s color
Who speaks highly of me, her pitch chipmunky
This kid, ic-arus has kissed Ms. Grundy
And when our lips stick her lipstick sticks on me
Tsk tsk its funny
Cuz now a dim-witted nimwit is 10 cents in of-an
Twin quintuplets of the 6 plus sick cuz your liquor wit is missing substance
Or missing something
The Kid kid-stumping, the image stunning, the lyrics nothing
I’ve been my day and nights amidst kid cudis
Mobbing, lynching in the mist with monkeys
Like Living Color. I live in color so I’m lending color from what my lenses cover
My sixth sense buzzing. i want to see Phantoms and I want my fam to see
His crip cousins
A click of misfit miscreants mixed up in The Belly of the Beast
Midriff in stomach
Misprinted: Mis-tucken. Miss, spend, and mistrusted. Mixed-in and misjudged You missed it and misunderstood
That this [insert next level bars] for a system to cringe up and give up it
Traded in my Voltron switched with Gundam
Stationed in my robot, live in limbs of it
See i work words with fist in puppets, Jeff Dunham
Now Hit This Button
Now Just R e l a x
[Two9…Pilot Music…OTG]
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