| See I come from a city by the name of Fresno, California
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| And one major thing this city has taught me
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| Is to never give a fuck.
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| Better, fasten up or catch the bus
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| And flee fast cause you cats ain’t fast enough
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| You lack the guts so please stop acting tough
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| And pass the dutch or we finna have you crushed
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| Dream phat, see plaques saying platinum plus
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| Cause he the baddest, see the madness acting up
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| I be the man like I’m peter pan so don’t battle with us
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| I keep advancing these cats can never adjust, ahh
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| Keep switching it we keep diminishing weak geeks with venom That depletes your
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| ligaments
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| We competitive being weak is a negative
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| Wanna beef? |
| then you better think of a better diss
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| Interactive, i consider you practice i can shit on you bastards
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| Enema’s in your asses
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| Think bad like i was tripping on acid
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| Breathe gas to turn a bitch into ashes
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| Kind of literal got the soul of a general
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| Not considered political but I like to get ridiculed
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| Yall minimal, sort of resemble minerals
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| Armageddon when i be sending subliminals
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| Flow hotter, so i holler for more dollars
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| Low riders and hoes I’ve got a whole lotta
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| Kid is wicked I’m finna get it don’t get offended
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| If you’re starting that shit up with us I’m finna end it
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| Dropping them down clocking a clown conquer your town now Cause I’m all for the
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| crown
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| Raw with the sound leave your damn jaws on the ground
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| Yall finna bounce till you smash walls in your house
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| We don’t need drama, we don' seen a lot of
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| Friends turn to enemies this should be a saga
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| Literally a rider, he be a survivor
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| He is a hyena to these itty bitty spiders
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| Made it happen, some will say i be snapping, simulated for Rapping,
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| winning made it a habit
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| Kill the game in a way they cannot imagine
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| Entertainment the game I play isn’t madden
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| Moving in I’ll be checking you like a bulletin
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| But tell me is it cool again to be a hooligan?
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| Assuming I be bullying but only when the school is in cause Homie I be
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| schooling them
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| So what you think I’m doing then?
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| And they see with this flow, everything i seem to spits' so crystal clear
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| Better not beef wit this bro you will see your knees and hips go disappear
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| The chit chatter is getting louder it doesn’t matter cause I never happened to
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| give a damn what you think about us
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| You little cowards are bitter because I’m getting badder
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| Jibber jabber about us but I be feeling flattered
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| Quick but i spit stuff with substance
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| This is just the Lyst introduction
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| Walked in then lit this production
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| Yall sick but this is disgusting
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| Did it justice I’ma hit you wit muskets
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| Like I mentioned on ruckus you can never come touch this
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| Yes I’m vigilant cause I’m living corrupted
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| Spitting limitless shit’ll leave you in crutches
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| I got the torch lit, I’m high up now like a forklift
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| Pipe any gal looking gorgeous, girl I’ve been around like an orbit is
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| Type of sound to make you forfeit
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| I’m, grinding till I’m on the Forbes list
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| All I’m feeling are endorphins, I’m a villain I adore sins
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| May seem amazing the way we making money with the way we say things
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| Pay me with late fees to make peace or i may be taking your savings
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| Asshole that’ll rap his ass off
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| Spazz like a crack headed cat on bath salts
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| Get slashed wit a thousand hack saws
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| And get your head slammed on asphalt, that’s all
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| Heart racing, I’m chasing the paper you’re basically pacing and wasting
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| My time, cause you say you gon face me
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| Please come try cause I’m anxiously waiting
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| Metaphor lord and I’m headed more towards
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| Getting better like a veteran up in a world war
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| This is what I’m known for
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| You can never get it cause your rhetoric is so poor, oh lord
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| Tracks are killer mayn, and I stay fresh like I’m wrapped in cellophane
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| Still the same cat but I’m back with bigger thangs
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| Stacking bigger change, «raps realest» stays my middle name
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| I wrote it the kid is known as impossible
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| And they know this the opposite of a gospel
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| Got you feeling horrified and awful
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| Hostile like a 45 is under your nostrils |