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Doing shit that that we know, tight shit, no Speedos
Niggas close to getting scarred up, don’t get Pacino’d
Back to bars like I used to, and I ain’t talking a pin
These people understand me, but they cannot comprehend
Or fucking get it, the psychedelics
In which I’m selling, get this medic
Yeah get this fix, my bro’s the six my team’s the realest
Up in this bitch, it’s just for kicks
Swinging blows, at these crazy chicks
So hop up on this dick, and giddy up!
Sea Biscuit, this long dick? Idealistic
Your girl like my spitting, now my dangling is her lipstick
Yo lets get it!
Try out writing shit in this composition
And end up feeling so sick, you might just try incisions
Your style and all, is fucked up, Vagin’ and all
You play roles that you’re really not, you’ll get popped like Tylenol
I work hard with no time off to finally turn the lights on
These trash rappers, til they cleaned up, wiped out, Lysol
Niggas still packing their heaters, clapping at niggas, screaming out Jesus
Remember when I was those niggas, packing those heaters, guarding Adidas
Now everything’s out of a speaker, I swear I’m giving that Ether
I’m ’bout to set it off and I ain’t talking Queen Latifah
This reefer – got me just tripping
This reefer got me on climb
Bitch I’m highly inclined, escalator in mind
I’m bombing on all these fuckers who never gave me the time
Leaving y’all looking ugly, call me Amanda Binds
Sonny man you just loco, drinking bleach is a no no
Slash up these niggas throats til the walls are covered with Rojo
Rise of the jeepers creepers, niggas don’t even know though
I’ll give you the heebee jeebees, I’m taking shots with no photos
I’m rolling shit, Spike Lee, in the club, fake ID
I fuck bitches, try three, and all of them, HIV
I pop pills ’til my eyes tweak, then crash a plane at high speed
Won’t it be so beautiful? The whole world just like me
God!
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