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I heard him say to loop it so semi could get his facts in/
I’m back to blackin, this some shit you niggas could bask in/
Or lather up & take a bath in, I’m washing em/
Niggas running round like they action Jackson/
Dropping shit & then they get hype from all of the gassed reaction/
No, this his has to happen, he need to learn/
He played with fire, so he need to burn/
Niggas burning bridges they ain’t even earn/
Now we gotta out the ash & out ya ass/
Throwing all them stones with a house of glass/
You know I had to do it for ya, chill before I bring a ruin to ya/
Ain’t a sweat for the boy, what are them Molly’s doing to ya/
You must be out yours, you in the house, I’m the King of the household/
They gotta grill, you would think their mouth froze/
They gotta chill, semi got that bounce flow/
But even Hov couldn’t point em out though/
I got a blueprint 2, later wit all that who diss who/
Cause your misses be tryna kick it like it’s jiu jitsu/
Haters wonder how I’ve accrued this loot/
Well keep wondering nigga, tried to run it but keep fumbling nigga, I got it/
You’d be a fool to not recognize a jewel when you see it/
If I told you you was food would you believe it/
Don’t get devoured, don’t let the power make you feel like you less of a coward/
Far as shells well mine’s a little resemblent of Bowser’s/
That’s gon’ be hard to crack, semi got a surface that’s too hard to scratch/
It’s the GAWD, I come from the art of rap/
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