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[Verse 1: Komatose]
I talk like Pac, spit fire, it’ll burn ya lips
I came to kill bars, flow well, and murder shit
I shoot at anything red playing games and Crip
Walk, you’re acting selfish, something’s going on, I smell fish
Motions going through my brainwave
Talented enough to make the insane behave
Rain again on my parade
Fame’s the same as hell, no glass of lemonade
I remain plain with Mary Jane in my brownies for aid
As I begin my reign on the rap game, laid
Back, I back up and see myself begin to fade
Constant battles, I’m sane but Wayne went on a raid
He thinks he can kill me, him and 2Chainz
Tried to destroy my brain with detail but failed
Bars is stale
[Verse 2: Maiden]
Rolling tress they overgrown
Making cheese that provolone
We in the paper, cigarillo
Rap to make bread, we don’t pay no bills yo
Here’s the deal yo
I got about 15 niggas down ready to ride if you down to slide
We can take this motherfucker outside and let it fly
Tripping off hoes why you niggas do that
It’s just gonna hold you back
Why not stack
Get that paper
Take off running and don’t look back
Niggas sell crack and then they die
Nigga start rapping and then he die
Next thing he know, he in the sky
Talking to 2Pac like thank god
Damn
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