| I use to wear kendalls in the bag pack
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| Its' k-dash and I’m bringing rap back
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| I’m on your mind like a skully or a snap back
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| And I’m eatin MC’s like a handful of cracker jacks
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| Yea can’t have the four foogie
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| I once had a fetish fetish for some bootie
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| A girl up in West Hollywood she never use to do me
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| Polished my furniture as if she never knew me
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| Like big boy and Andre I’m yeezus like Kanye
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| I’m pisuperious your rapper rampaa
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| Mos Def like Dante my rhymes can’t be repeated
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| So call me style Beyonce
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| You catch it I’m ready
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| MC’c needs to get stepping
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| In fact I’m here to teach rappers a lesson
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| Peace to brother question
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| Black fathers on carter so I’m darker than
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| The resident in your road spill
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| Stray happy my mother is Jack k
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| A ghetto classic
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| Peace to hurricane wonder classic
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| Might make you head flip like lady gymnastics to
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| The wall like spider man
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| I’m lighter man than the other man
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| Hey dash I’m your brother man
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| That’s how we free style
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| Until 3am do it again and
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| Go tell a friend and so on and so on
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| Two thousand buddhas the flow
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| The flow on the low on like
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| Man lazer I’m shooting
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| My full tart I’m the kid his girlfriend ha |