| Oi!
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| (Dirty Dike on the production)
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| On the real, on the really
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| They saying Wiz are you dumb?
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| Are you dumb, are you dumb?
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| Oi
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| And I tell them
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| Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?»
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| Naw my G, I’m really smart
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| Man can come with a gang-gang flow
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| When the kick does kick
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| You can hear the bars and like
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| Tell them niggas just listen
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| Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard
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| Literally just dropped all my new bars
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| Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar
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| Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?»
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| Naw my G, I’m really smart
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| Man can come with a gang-gang flow
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| When the kick does kick
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| You can hear the bars and like
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| Tell them niggas just listen
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| Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard
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| Literally just dropped all my new bars
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| Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar
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| Look man wanna chat about stats and that
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| Its not that for you niggas in the back and that
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| You got bars for a nigga that is whack and that
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| I got P’s, saltfish, ack and that
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| Its like act why you tryna act agg and that
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| You catch case that my lap catch hacky sack
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| Its not games for you bruddas tryna catch a cat
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| I’m like Jerry in this bitch, can’t catch a rat
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| It’s like Ooh you sweet
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| You got the cordial in you
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| I see em all lose sleep
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| Tryna walk with the Wizzle
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| And when I spit this heat
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| I see the audience sizzle
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| I take a ting backstage
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| And give her meat in the middle
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| She want meat in the middle
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| I make her cum all the way
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| She looking at me like she’s stuck in the rain
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| I’ma slap it though
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| And I ain’t even got the heart to complain
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| Because the way she back it up is insane
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| She make a brudda dumb!
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| And back when I was formulating memories
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| And exercising all my rights to war with all my enemies
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| I had a lot of negativity producing energy surrounding me
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| So I persistently produced the remedy
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| Cro
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| And all the mandem that I smoked it with
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| The nerds to the mandem moving opiates
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| Handy with the pokey ting
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| Kong with the booky ting
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| Puttnam with the smokey ting
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| Mandem on the Wizzy ting
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| Everybody noticing!
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| Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?»
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| Naw my G, I’m really smart
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| Man can come with a gang-gang flow
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| When the kick does kick
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| You can hear the bars and like
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| Tell them niggas just listen
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| Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard
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| Literally just dropped all my new bars
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| Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar
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| Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?»
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| Naw my G, I’m really smart
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| Man can come with a gang-gang flow
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| When the kick does kick
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| You can hear the bars and like
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| Tell them niggas just listen
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| Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard
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| Literally just dropped all my new bars
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| Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar
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| And I tell them
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| I want some P’s
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| I want some P’s
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| I want some P’s when I rap on the stage
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| I got some flows
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| I got some flows
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| I got some flows you can have in exchange
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| Know me as O
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| Know me as O
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| Know me as O when I rap in your face
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| You don’t know me at all
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| You don’t know me at all
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| Better know me at all
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| 'fore you chat what you say
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| See I’m already there
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| Already there
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| You ain’t ever getting there
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| You ain’t anywhere
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| Now a yat derriere on a semi there
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| Soul died getting here, pouring henny there
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| That’s outragous
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| She out raving
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| And she out fucking
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| All them outpatients
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| Without rubbers
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| Like couch casing
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| She caught something
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| She downgraded
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| My brudda
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| How could I beat
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| How could I beat
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| How could I beat what is that on her face
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| Trust me its peak
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| Trust me its peak
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| Trust me its peak
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| Eyes open for days
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| Saying Wiz are you dumb
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| Wiz are you dumb
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| Either you’re dumb Wiz
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| Or either you’re brave
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| Better open the door
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| Better break through the roof
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| Better show me the route
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| Let me step in my suedes
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| Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?»
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| Naw my G, I’m really smart
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| Man can come with a gang-gang flow
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| When the kick does kick
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| You can hear the bars and like
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| Tell them niggas just listen
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| Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard
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| Literally just dropped all my new bars
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| Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar
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| Still they’re like «Wiz are you dumb?»
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| Naw my G, I’m really smart
|
| Man can come with a gang-gang flow
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| When the kick does kick
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| You can hear the bars and like
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| Tell them niggas just listen
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| Intricate flows, I’m spitting for the yard
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| Literally just dropped all my new bars
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| Now I might have to draw for a wrinkly bar |