| Bolognese pasta in my Bolo Yeung posture
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| Dolo gang Golgo 13 up in the cockpit
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| Rock a mock neck prospects looking amazing
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| I took it back to the basics shows packed with crooked faces
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| Shook the nation from the fact there was a lack
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| Of anything with any substance and the culture sounding flat
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| I don’t care about the flack or backlash I get
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| I just spit what y’all be thinking over raw vintage
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| Jaws clinching, they shooting, everybody caught flinching
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| Ain’t shit changed since the Jim Crows days with all them lynching
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| Kumate rap Kwame Krumah slap, Kunte Kinte
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| Kundalini fighting super laid back
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| Paula Patton on the ringside patting my back
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| Present and looking forward strictly bust a cap at my past
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| Po kill him in record time Po Bolo
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| I’m recognized since the first the second line is pro bono yo
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| You are next
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| To catch a two piece
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| Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi
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| Who you looking at?
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| You are next
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| To get blessed by these knuckle bones
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| You can write about it in ya struggle poem
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| You over there
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| You are next
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| To catch a two piece
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| Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi
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| Who you talking to?
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| You are next
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| To get blessed by these knuckle bones
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| You can write about it in ya struggle poem
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| It’s a tug a war between good and evil
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| Few rotten apples ruin shit for other good people
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| It’s a mental exercise to remain calm focus
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| And not to use my arms and choke em
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| I meditate sit back drink a tea and get some head from a vixen
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| Otherwise might fuck around and get his head missing
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| It’s a full time job just to woosaa two sides to every tale
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| Stay grounded with the real no fairytales
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| Real men don’t get ruled by emotions I move kosher
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| I don’t do tofu hit up the buffet at Whole Foods
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| My fist soulful like Aretha Franklin when I defeat the rankings
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| Highjack the fucking industry and keep the ransom
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| Keep em talking while I’m stacking thought I was relaxing
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| While you wigging out I was prepping a course of action
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| Witness the death blow
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| Happy go lucky this dummy left with his neck broke
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| You are next
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| To catch a two piece
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| Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi
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| Who you looking at?
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| You are next
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| To get blessed by these knuckle bones
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| You can write about it in ya struggle poem
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| You over there
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| You are next
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| To catch a two piece
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| Wrap my foot right around ya dome like a sushi
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| Who you talking to?
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| You are next
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| To get blessed by these knuckle bones
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| You can write about it in ya struggle poem |