| Murder, murder like a fucking horror movie
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| Coming for you next, you don’t like it you can sue me
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| Little bit of buzz, now this shit is gettin spooky
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| Push me to the edge, make me pull my lil uzi
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| Now all my friends are dead and my enemies too
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| I’ve strategically been plottin how my enemies move, shit
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| I should flex more, every move like pieces on a chess board
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| Hit my line, I’m busy, why the fuck you send a text for?
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| Hit you back, mañana que pasa
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| I’m at the casa, a monster is being born
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| These other rappers imposters
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| Ima, Ima put the secrets to rest
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| Let the demons out the closet, this is me at my best
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| Ha ha ha, hahaha ha
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| What you see is what you see, this is not a mirage
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| Ha ha ha, hahaha ha
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| Kudos to the real, let’s get a round of applause
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| Fucking insane, I got a brush and a bucket of paint
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| Paintin the picture, got something to say
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| Fucking you up if you jump in the way
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| Something like standing in front of a train
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| Up and away, up, up and away
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| All of these rappers are one and the same
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| Y’all got nothing to say, I’m letting funds stack
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| Homie, that’s my revenue
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| Now drop the R, bitch, 'cause this is all I ever knew
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| Tip top shape, like a hip-hop great
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| How you really gonna shine when your wristwatch fake?
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| Tic toc, tic toc, tic toc, wait
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| Watch your time run short 'cause your shits all fake
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| Come in correct if you check me, I move at jet speed
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| I’m fryin bigger fish, ain’t worried 'bout your pet peeves
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| Industry can’t tame me, I don’t live in a zoo
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| I’m doing anything it takes just to get to the food
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| Jerry’s coming, that’s a scary sight
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| On a scary night, I’m cuttin throats, boy
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| I’m 'bout to murder every mic
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| Ha ha ha, hahaha ha
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| What you see is what you see, this is not a mirage
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| Ha ha ha, hahaha ha
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| Kudos to the real, let’s get a round of applause |