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Quick wit the tongue, by the way I fuckin’ spit it
And niggas mad at me, but ashamed to admit it
I’m head in charge, I’m no lieutenant
I’m servin’ you niggas, You can come and get it
Hold your clips, and shut your lips
You need to change, like an extra tip
I bring the sound like OVO
She bring it around like a Marry-Go
In all gold, ima Pharaoh
I’m underground, slash mainstream
Slash “The King” Ima music fiend
So don’t intervene with (who)
Anime Task Force. Shouts outs to ya’ll of course
And shouts out to DanV, that Nigga he’s a friend to me
So don’t fuck wit he
I mean don’t fuck wit him
They rollin’ B’s, No pun to Slim
Bitch niggas? We don’t fuck wit them
I bring the smackdown, like Friday
And I stay Raw, fuck Mondays
I shine brighter than Sunday’s, and keep chill on Saturdays
From the front porch to the backyard
I go hard. Bar for bar, and verse for verse. I will show, no remorse
So shut up, or you can stand up
Cus honestly, I’m fed up, ya’ll really got me fucked up
It’s bout time I re up’d. And it’s about time ya’ll caught up
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