| Y’all niggas ain’t like me, nigga
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| I’ma do some shit ain’t never been done in the history of music, nigga
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| We switchin' 4/4 time to ¾ time signature
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| Rhyming
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| Coming up from beneath
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| Breaking out like great white sharks out of Cape Town Beach
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| Polaris breach
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| I don’t preach, just don’t got no filter
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| You wouldn’t understand the family tree that I’m built from
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| I am Groot, I am Kunta in Roots, I’m Footloose
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| Dancing in one Gucci boot, I’m the truth, no dispute
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| Ain’t interested in doing songs with you washed up sidekicks
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| Fuck 'em, forget 'em, treat them like a side bitch and switch
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| Get off of my dick, E. coli is what I spit
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| Commits murder when he go live
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| One, two like three and four, five
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| That’s a math bar, backwards niggas should call me Ssak Sar
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| Yo padre, pinche tu madre
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| No comprende, tu sabe, that’s all day in broad day
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| Came a long way like money shot
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| On one wheel, make the slingshot bunny hop
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| Kinko’s 3D printer making a funny Glock
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| Ghost gun, it’s a wrap, nigga, mummy knots
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| It’s year round shark week
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| This wasn’t no ordinary nigga
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| It’s year round shark week
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| And even when I’m maggots I’ma still be fly
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| It’s year round shark week
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| This wasn’t no ordinary nigga
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| It’s year round shark week
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| And even when I’m maggots I’ma still be fly
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| Baby bro gotta eat
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| So tell them goats I grind up meat and make shawarmas
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| The black Jeff Dahmer
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| My first album was cult classic
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| Doing shit never been done before, it’s hard core, they so flaccid
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| ¾ time alignment, no acid, futuristic
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| Niggas Jurassic, fastest, ain’t giving no passes
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| Bastard killing up whole classes (Bad kids)
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| Victim slow as molasses, that shit
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| That part telepathic, move shit like Drano
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| All bad motherfucker, no bueno
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| Double rainbow, Oprah show giving the audience cars
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| So you get a bar, and you get a bar
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| Everybody get a bar written by Ebony Maw
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| Nigga, this is gettin' bitten by Jaws
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| Had a lesbian couple book my Airbnb
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| When the ménage popped off, that’s a share me and she
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| Stayed at my spot for free, but I fucked 'em for a fee
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| That’s the true definition of a P-I-M-P
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| Career MC, I ain’t never had job
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| You mumble rap, you 23 with a dad bod
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| Damn, God, do anything to get the face seen
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| Even floating face-down in the mainstream
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| It’s year round shark week
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| This wasn’t no ordinary nigga
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| It’s year round shark week
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| And even when I’m maggots I’ma still be fly
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| It’s year round shark week
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| This wasn’t no ordinary nigga
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| It’s year round shark week
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| And even when I’m maggots I’ma still be fly
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| You ain’t gotta like me but you better respect me
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| And you ain’t got to love me but you’ll never forget me
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| You ain’t gotta like me but you better respect me
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| And you ain’t got to love me but you’ll never forget
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| You talk about West Coast lyricists, I be like, man
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| You got Kurupt, you got Ras Kass, you got Xzibit, you got Cube
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| I’m talkin' 'bout lyricists
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| One, two, three
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| One, two, three
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| One, two, three
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| One, two, three |