| My pocket full of loud, yeah I got that Fran Drescher
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| I’m straight up out of Queens but ain’t no Tec up on my dresser
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| Just a bunch of dusty books and a statue of Ram
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| Or Hanuman, a big framed poster of Veerapan
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| Yeah I spit it great, mommy move it like a snake
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| We leaving the club like somebody called the Jakes
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| Eating Ritalin and steak, I’m in the middle of the cake
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| Belittling, little idiots who think their shit is great but it’s wack
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| How many licks does it take to get to
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| The middle of the cake? |
| Giggle if you’re awake
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| Chuckle if you’re asleep, knuck if you buck
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| Now we counting all the sheep, baa baa baa baa blah blah blah blah blah blah
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| Let me try it
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| Anything that don’t match the skin color, the brother dye it
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| Show promoters paying for rooms at the Hyatt
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| Firewater costs a lot of bread, but heads buy it
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| And keep the owner fed, peep the overhead
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| This sword of Damocles swings over the coldest
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| Holders of boulders and money folders
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| Who sold the bread to hungry dummies at high markup?
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| But money is money is money is money is money
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| How many licks does it take to get to
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| The middle of the cake? |
| Giggle if you’re awake
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| Chuckle if you’re asleep, knuck if you buck
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| Now we counting all the sheep, baa baa baa baa blah blah blah blah blah blah
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| RapGenius.com is white devil sophistry
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| Urban Dictionary is for demons with college degrees
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| Google ad technology is artificial karma, B
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| Rick Ross on the radio at the pharmacy
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| If I die today, remember me like Guru Dutt
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| Or anyone, tweet about it forget about it
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| And then don’t give a fuck. |
| I’m feeling weird, I’m up in a rut
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| Nah! |
| PMA got me now. |
| Picking it up!
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| How many licks does it take to get to
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| The middle of the cake? |
| Giggle if you’re awake
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| Chuckle if you’re asleep, knuck if you buck
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| Now we counting all the sheep, baa baa baa baa blah blah blah blah blah blah |