It's a trap, you couldn't leave, you play on these flatz, bro
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It's a trap, you couldn't leave, you play on these flatz, bro
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My bando is not sleeping, the whole corridor is at the start (start, start)
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M5 loaded with what? |
M5 rides on the map
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Bando sparkles on the raf and strength is not in trauma
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There is no connection by numbers, strict selection in the draft
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It's a trap, you couldn't leave, you play on these flatz, bro
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Opps wanna be like me, on these flatz you play debt
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Opps wanna be like me, throw out the chain, your mandem broke
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This is a trap, you couldn't leave, your kents won't pick up the call
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Your kents won't take the call, playing with us is your catch
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Shotdown, a cartridge will fly out at them - you will fly out from under your feet
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The earth will fly out from under the feet, then half grew up without a father
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On these roads, do not waste a day to get a wooden lam
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Madman fired - you dropped like an anchor (anchor, anchor)
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Every day on the move, I killed fatigue
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I'm straight from SVAO, don't break steel on rocks
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I'm straight from SVAO, we'll take everything, it's not enough for us
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Madman made a shot - you fell like an anchor (yak-yak)
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Every day on the move, I killed fatigue
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I'm straight from SVAO, don't break steel on rocks
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I'm straight from SVAO, we'll take everything, it's not enough for us
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Run ahead to the spot, yo, bigman throw out the blank, hey
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Mandem drags sports, they set fire to the purple variety
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Your skill is my leftover, what I said is still solid
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I type this sound on my iPhone
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What we can't get - we'll build, what we can't pass - we'll break
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If you pulled out a knife, you won't take it in your pocket
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There's a ziplock in this manbug because there are no rules on my block
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Wasteman wants to play, he will kill himself with words
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It's a trap, you couldn't leave, you play on these flatz, bro
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Opps wanna be like me, on these flatz you play debt
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Opps wanna be like me, throw out the chain, your mandem broke
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This is a trap, you couldn't leave, your kents won't pick up the call
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Your kents won't take the call, playing with us is your catch
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Shotdown, a cartridge will fly out at them - you will fly out from under your feet
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The earth will fly out from under the feet, then half grew up without a father
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On these roads, do not waste a day to get a wooden lam |