| KA-KA-KABOOM!
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| When the snub skies
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| You’ll be seeing more slugs than a bugs life
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| How can I be positive like the blood type
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| Run up on him take the 2 Packs, this is Thugs Life
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| Think its a joke til you hold the sword
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| Riding your boat, you’ll be overboard
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| Catch him grinding on the curb, and leave Tony Hawk
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| Now you got plants over you, Bu-Bulbasaur
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| And the robbing got bait so I fell off
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| But I can get dread with a box, Lennox
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| Out here tryna move rice, Jellof
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| You can get corn for the flake, Kellogs
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| Snub nose I’ll be lettin the boogers loose
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| Sweet boys get hit with a sugar tooth
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| Cos I’m not a talker, fam I pull and shoot
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| Bitch in the way I corn her, M-M-Muller Fruit
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| Fuckin with Konez paper
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| I’ll be steppin on your boat but I’m no sailor
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| Heard you got a hard box, Joe Fraiser
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| I’ll be takin your food but I’m no waiter
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| You can get a wig shot, that’s a no brainer
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| With the toast, you’ll be ghost like you know Jada
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| Call it road labour, when I work the strip
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| I’m tryna get rid of Brown like Conservatives
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| Click-Clack, I’ll be squeezing mine
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| Big Mac, but I ain’t got cheese in mind
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| I’ll have your mum mourning like its AM
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| When I put her son down like its evening time
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| And when the four flicks
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| I’ll be wetting up your mug like I pour drinks
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| Its like the Saw film when I draw sticks
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| Cos after he Saw 4 5, he saw 6!
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| Fuck off! |