| Hey yo, hey yo DUS what up man?
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| You already, you already know man
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| Two-five-two collabo
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| Yeah… yo, yo
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| Raw narcotic lines, ya’ll niggas still pushing garbage
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| Realer than ghetto soldiers dying inside of my projects
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| Analyze the livest, Kemetic hood prophet
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| I’ll pull a ratchet fast, leave your whole body topless
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| Connect the most toxic, verbal fiber optics
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| UFO’s unidentified flying objects
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| Peep the last of the, streets embrace me like ambassadors
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| What up brethren?, icon Legend like an Acura
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| On some classic shit, my Dutch is always lit
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| Food for the maggots, rotting slow that’s what you get
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| Hip-Hop is resurrected, Netflix in the Lexus
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| I build with earths head covered, my science perfected
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| Connect with white dudes, attitude is most spiteful
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| Maki you the most trifle, rap goon with a rifle
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| I rep the East like Mello in starting positions
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| And I do it for political prisoners, yeah! |