| May the Lord forgive all of my haters and all of my doubters
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| Because I’ve been missing for a minute, maybe a couple of hours
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| Forgive them they do not know what they say my Lord, they do not know what they
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| say
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| So Imma pray for them
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| The British coming, hear the sirens then you better get to running
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| I’m smelling something, I ain’t laughing but I swear your pussy smelling funny
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| Bouncy castle how I got the fucking party jumping all these rappers anesthetic
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| man cause I ain’t feeling nothing
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| This a king’s speech, had to spit this motherfucker through my big teeth
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| Tryna take the queen’s seat, yeah she sitting on it now but give me like six
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| weeks
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| After Perception nobody gonna question, how I came up quicker than a
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| nymphomaniac erection
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| Yeah I know it’s my time I got it down to the second, they calling me the
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| future but I’m feeling like the present
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| So I took out all my pounds and I made 'em all into dead presidents
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| Best dressed fresh white kid and I flow like my swag man it’s reckless
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| I do it for the young kids who didn’t grow up in a hood so now they feel
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| rejected
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| But this is hip-hop not gangsta rap and so I hope they feel accepted
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| Don’t mean I don’t know a couple brothers who would poke you like a
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| motherfucking tetanus
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| And I’m the missing piece in this rapping puzzle brother got me feeling like
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| I’m fucking Tetris
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| No pressure, in my zone no flexing
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| You acting like a bitch and I’m mad sexist
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| Smoking on a L like a badge of Lexus
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| Carrying my city like a necklace
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| And I ain’t going nowhere, motherfucker Imma stay here
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| And Imma take my dream over seas while you other man stay here
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| You ain’t gotta worry bout me, worry bout me nah
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| You ain’t gotta worry bout me, worry bout me nah
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| Man you shoulda stayed home
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| I’m molding other rappers like they’re Play-Doh
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| MD$ and Zach Nahome
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| The reason when you hear the beat you turn around and ask your brother «how much pee I gotta pay though?»
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| Flow so tight it’s like an A-hole
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| And I’m lyrical like J. Cole
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| Guess I got the fucking package and the swag to clearly match it pretty flock I
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| want pesos
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| It’s just me and my brothers
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| All of 'em travel with me like my luggage
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| Skinny and white but my name ain’t McLovin
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| You tryna book me but don’t you come with no hundreds
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| I’m talking racks, ten stacks, hope you hearing what I’m saying like I been
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| tapped
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| When it comes to rapping I’ll embarrass you just like you been slapped
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| Motherfucker take that
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| See I could do about any of these flows
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| And I’m wrapping round these rappers like a motherfucking bow
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| I ain’t talking Johnny Depp but I swear I’m bout to blow
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| And I’m always getting high, while you hating on the low
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| I’m the realest one to do it
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| I ain’t been hood but I swear I been through it
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| And if you rolling with me, roll with me hold my crown bitch while I do this
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| RIP the competition innit
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| The British are coming
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| I ain’t going nowhere
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| This a king’s speech |