| Rap Ralph Bashki
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| Smoking teriyaki
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| Verbal kamikaze
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| Axel at the roxy
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| In the men’s room
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| With a groupie sniffing oxys
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| Getting sloppy toppy
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| Smelling like wasabi
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| You niggas mulianies
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| I swear they work with Johnny
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| Get locked
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| Get out and walk around
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| And act like that shit funny
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| You niggas from the era of finessing
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| That is bummy
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| I’m from the era, flip that
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| And you get that man his money
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| I think these niggas addict
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| They can’t control their habits
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| Paying for these hoes
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| But tricks for silly rabbits
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| I’m more Black Sabbath
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| Not your average rapper rapping
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| Lamping up in Lanvin
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| Feeling like I’m a Buchannon
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| Ya hoes too demanding
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| My flows too outstanding
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| Lets me and you play a game
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| Of last man standing
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| Way above your standards
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| Nothing that you can imagine
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| Body in the clouds
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| And my mind’s gone camping
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| Walking light, the ground is so shaky
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| Losing sight 'cause things is so hazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Walking light, the ground is so shaky
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| Losing sight 'cause things is so hazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| You can hate, you can hate
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| You get stitches from this brick up in your face
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| Every morning, every night, and every day
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| I think of shit to make you feel some type of way
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| My homie caught a murder case
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| And I seen 'em since
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| Just had a daughter
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| Baby mama need rent
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| It don’t make no sense
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| So I don’t add it up
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| So don’t worry 'cause I got it
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| Nigga keep ya head up
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| Rap niggas brag about it
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| But ain’t ever live it
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| I never try to glorify
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| I tell it how it is
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| You ain’t ever copped a big
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| Broke it down in all nicks
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| Or a nigga in ya crib
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| Saying where is that shit
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| Think these niggas tripping
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| Gone camping
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| I see it clear as day
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| HD on a Samsung
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| Champion of critics
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| Give a fuck about ya gimmicks
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| They mimicking the streets
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| When I used to really live it
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| Walking light, the ground is so shaky
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| Losing sight 'cause things is so hazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Walking light, the ground is so shaky
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| Losing sight 'cause things is so hazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Walking light, the ground is so shaky
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| Losing sight 'cause things is so hazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Walking light, the ground is so shaky
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| Losing sight 'cause things is so hazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy
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| Lost my mind, think I’m going crazy |