| Aye, turn me up my nigga
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| Aye, aye
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| One time for 'em
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Don’t you ever try to touch my fit, touch my chick
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| Touch my bread, suck my dick
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| Blood my kicks if a nigga talk crazy
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| I’ve been feeling like fuck it imma crush my fist
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| I’m a stone cold killer with a rose gold pin up
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| Of a So-Ho bitch in love with so flo niggas
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| Im the G.O.A.T
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| Dallas to the mutha fuckin coast
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| Brought my talents to the mother fucking road
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| I’ve been rapping to my old shit
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| Rapping till my fans are saying «Oh Shit»
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| Rapidly advancing take advantage cause I’m owe’d shit
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| Leader of the planet if I plan it then I focus
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| We can go to savages and ask them I’m the coldest
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| We can go to California, Canada or zone six
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| People know I master of the craft that I have spoke with
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| Even if you had a way to practice on your own shit
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| And add it up to half of me I’ll happily just flow shift
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| Woah
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| Kicking my shit to the stage
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| Driven by women and blades
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| Been in my ways
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| Give her my dick and my days
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| Livid I live in the MA-TRIX
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| I’ve been tricking my listeners play-list
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| To be stricken to listen to A
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| Bitch I’m the great
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| I be in 3007 you live in a primitive place
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| Bitching enslaved
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| I’m free like 6lack
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| I feel I’m back
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| I feed on a beat I snack
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| I eat, I snap
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| I breathe, and I mean I rap
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| I mean Iraq
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| I’m mean like I’m behind traffic
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| Beeping, screaming shit to the Jeep I’m passing
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| See my actions, sequence and see my wrath
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| And know there’s nothing you can do cause it be like that
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| I hope you got the fucking message I won’t reply back
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| It’s Lord Noctis
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| Talk that, talk that shit
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| Talk that, talk that shit
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| Aye, I wonder if I had a million dollars am I free?
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| If i had the things I wanted and imagine am I me?
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| If my life is made too lavish am i balanced can i see?
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| If I’m damaged if I had it am I happy and at peace?
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| Nigga whats a piece of mind for peace of mind
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| Nigga can a piece of yours compete with mine
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| Is it just an equal force that we combine
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| Or is it just an evil force that we confine
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| And we can find that niggas only wanna hear the 808
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| Fuck about your family nigga tell me what you make
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| They don’t want the conscience nigga they just want the rage
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| Labels wanna profit nigga they don’t wanna paint
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| They don’t wanna topic nigga they just wanna play
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| And they just wanna cop it nigga they don’t wanna pay
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| No one gives a fuck about your problems nigga wait
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| Fuck the politics I’m finna walk a different way
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| I’m an artist first and not for purchase
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| Y’all concerns can get fucked like a heartless virgin
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| All my burdens made me a stronger person
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| Lord have mercy gave you my all then curtains
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| It’s Killa |