| I Was Raised Up In Da Areas Where You Would Get Blazed Up For Dat,
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| Life Aint Easy,
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| Spittin Real Bars Dats Easy For Me, I’m Real Like Bring Some Lose Some Beef,
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| Bring It, Come Lets Do It, I’m Gonna Call 1 Person, Then Me And Dem Will Come
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| To Where You Are, I Know Where You Are, Ill Be Where You Are In 10 Minutes!
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| Yeah Starter Had To Wall It It Again,
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| Had To Touch A Paper Or Pen,
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| Must Have Got Ready Up Da Sceng,
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| Punch I’m Already Up Wid Dem,
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| Cause We Got Many Freinds, And We Take Dem To Blast Dem,
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| Don’t Want It Yo, You Don’t Wont A War Wid Who
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| Spit Quick, Talk Shit, I’m Dangerous,
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| Yeah You Know Dat We’ve Started On Road
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| Dem Man, Dig Out, Going On Home!
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| I Spit Critical, My Lyrics Hit Dem Wid Flow And Hit Dem Wid Style,
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| Getta Bring Man On Da Mic And Then Their Feelin Me Now,
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| These Lyrics, Yeah Soundboys Manna Showin Dem How,
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| Each Boy Test Manna Get Puffed Out,
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| Anybody Wanna Bring It, They Can Bring It Now,
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| Anyone Who Wanna Swing It, We Can Swing It Out,
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| Don’t Come Against Me, Start Man, My Mouths Loud,
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| Hat Down, Stand Down, Don’t Smile.
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| Ill Have Your Weak Crew Dead In An Hour Man,
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| And My Squads Poppin Off Like A Shower Man,
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| I’m Over You Like A Tower Man,
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| Don’t Ever Allow A Man, I Own Da Power Man,
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| Beef, You Know We Have To Shower Man,
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| Roll Walkers, Year Da Heaters Man,
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| Free Up In Two Seaters Man,
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| We Don’t Ever Leave A Man, My Crew Be Da Gang Man!
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| I Blast These Mcs Wid Ease,
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| I Drop Sixteens Dat Make Mcs Freeze,
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| And My Fastest Lyrics Outlast These Niggas,
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| That Couldn’t Get Past These Bars I’m Spittin,
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| I Par With The Hardest Spitters,
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| Flow What I Target And Rip Any Mic That I’m Given,
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| Ill Never Lie My Mouth Is A Weopon,
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| Terrorize You When I Spit On A New Armaggedon!
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| I’m A Herbaholic, Smoke Till I Vomit,
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| Reak On A Cert And My Whole Crews On It, (Wrraah!)
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| Alaskan Bless Afganistan Sess Hydroponic
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| Skunk White And The Supersonic
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| Keys In Da Bonnet Tuns In Da Boot,
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| Air Conditioning Smellin Of Fruit (Well)
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| I Smoke Da Weed Till My Eyes Dem Bleed,
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| Don’t Fill My Lungs With No Twigs Or Seeds!
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| Try Eat On Trim You Will Starve
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| No Boy Competing Are You Laugh
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| I’m On Da Beef Ting Its A Laugh
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| Trim Speaking Fuck Da Cars
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| For Your Opinion Nobody Asked
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| Your Not A Minion Readings A Task
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| You Could Never Steal Of Flast We Will Kick Your Ass
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| With Lyrics Or On Grass!
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| Hang On You Don’t Know Me From Hadon,
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| Adding Your Weed Man And Your Thinking You Can Jam On,
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| And You’ve Got No Weed You’ve Got Ham On,
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| And Then Your Thinking Your A Killa Killa Camron
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| So Well On Think You Can Sell On,
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| Your Not A Terrorist Your A Femenist So Remember This,
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| I Got The Leather Fist And When I Swing I Never Miss
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| Your Pissed Off Cause I Spit Top Kid!
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| Ive Got A Fresh Bird Straight From Da Desert Wiv Chrome Feathers,
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| Sittin Snug Tite Under My Arm In His Own Leathers,
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| New Long Body Snake And His Own Scope,
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| Cotchin I My Tracksuit Covered By My Coat So,
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| Are Dey Legs Or Lips Stop Runnin Em,
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| Coz Il Put A Gun In Em And Knock Out Ur Brains,
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| I Steped Up A Level Cuz I’m On A Higha Level,
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| Bruv I Wont Step Bac And Let Da Game Get Away |