| Yeah
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| This shit right here is for everybody who said white boys can’t rap
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| They said white boys can’t rap on beat and all that shit
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| It’s over 'do, check this out
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| 40 bars
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| Two minutes long
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| No computer tricks
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| No punch ins
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| One take, one track
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| Check this shit out man for real
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| Uh
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| Yeah
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| It’s over dog cause I run this now
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| I am the king of the underground
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| You better bow down when I be comin' around
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| Your little girl wants me when I’m in yo town
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| Toe to toe
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| Fastest flow you know ya boy so awesome
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| Got so many flows so you betta get off
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| You know we toss pretty hoes like Rosario Dawson
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| And I love to toke
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| But you never be smokin' that bamma son
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| Learn from me cause I am the one
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| If I’m Meyogi you’re Danielson
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| My rappin’s cold but I still blaze
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| Haters wanna hate but I’m here to stay
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| I do what I do I’m the shit today
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| I’m a cool white dude like Nick Lachet
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| Eat a dick my flow is sick
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| Talkin' shit you get busted quick
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| I’m runnin' shit I’m such a dick
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| I fuck a hoe but don’t trust that trick
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| Oh you got a new favorite now
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| Underrated your favorite sound
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| Put it in the trunk like *pow, pow, pow*
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| Anybody better betta save it pal
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| And I made the beat
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| Oh my goodness I be the best
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| All the kids wanna be like me
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| I’m a cocky mutha fucka like Kanye West
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| But my skin is pale
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| One in a million but I will not fail
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| Ever since we had a CD for sale
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| All the girls wanna touch me like I’m brail
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| She does what I want when I say so
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| Cause I’m catchin' fire like Waiyko
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| If it comes down to it I’m a lay low
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| Never 'gon snitch like Jose Consako
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| You wanna battle then bust a ryhme
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| You neva 'gon win better luck next time
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| Never 'gon bust a nut up in a dime
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| I’m a player mutha fucka like the homie Tech N9ne
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| Ain’t no stoppin' the way that I be flippin' it
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| Ain’t no toppin' the flow this shit rediculous
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| If you wanna battle me then you a silly bitch
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| Thinkin that you cool but you not even a little bit
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| People be considerin'
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| And I play wth ya little miss clitoris
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| Makin' you mad cause when I rockin the mic ya bitch get wet
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| No lie who am I mutha fucka still try
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| But they can’t come close
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| So fly when I spit the rhyme
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| Like a nine recognize that you gonna get smoked
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| Cause everytime on the rhyme it’s so easy
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| When you rhyme you remind me of R&B
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| Yo girls under me she’s pleasing me
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| And I represent the west like Easy E.
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| No doubtin' we rockin'
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| See ya panty droppin'
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| We knockin'
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| People talkin'
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| Get to poppin'
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| Make a profit
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| Put it in my pocket nobody can stop it
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| They like the way we roll
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| Let’s take a drink and smoke
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| Your brain is movin' slow
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| So I’m screwin' up the flow
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| And when I be fuckin the bitches
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| It’s over I told ya
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| Gonna fold ya and roll you like doja
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| Sick like nemonia who’s colder
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| Come closer let me show ya
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| Wreck squade don’t know
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| I’m a flow in the mode
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| When I roll like a pro but I bet you trash
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| Fuckin' hoes lookin' better than Kim Kardash
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| I’m a veteran never in last
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| Everybody thinkin' they can rap can’t last
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| People wanna battle but they talk to fast
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| So I’m blowin 'em away like a shotgun blast
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| I’m rhymin' we climbin'
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| Gotta get this diamond we shinin'
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| Never whinin' and dinin'
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| These whinin' women be tryin'
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| I be a smart ass kid talkin' shit to the boss
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| Bump down the block talk crazy to cops
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| Blaze anotha jacob
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| Can’t fuck with the flow like Brady to Moss
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| Brady with time
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| Going back again
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| To Moss
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| Touchdown! |