| High Frequency
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| Fizzler
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| Educate your whole crew when I come through
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| Woo, you don’t wanna get spun on the riddim
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| When I’m spitting, it’s not a mission, I’m really feeling you niggas
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| Wanna be in my, making a killing, stepping up on a level
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| You can’t battle, I’ll battle your clart
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| Woop woop woop woo woo woo woo
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| You can’t chat to a brudda whenever I make the team right
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| What you feel like? |
| Wan' me fi rise up the something
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| Pon your idiot styley to wickedest?
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| Mind where you step, I’m getting better by the day
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| Setting off the pace, wonder how we did it with the eight
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| Been running up on niggas since '08, for fuck’s sake
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| In the manor sticking up bruddas with duct tape
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| I’m on a new path, new start
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| I be busting rhymes on the riddim something like woo-hah
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| Who’s the best in the manor? |
| You aren’t
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| I’m disturbing the piece like Yoda
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| I was on the same wavelength, but I flew past
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| Lines of rhymes strike your mind when I write
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| I divide your guys, bite my lines, you will die
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| When I ride the mic, I collide with the time
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| Never out of sight, out of mind, are you hype?
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| Run round, Fizzy will come-come
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| Buju Banton ting, ra-pa-pa-pum-pum
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| I hate guilt, niggas wanna bring it to my guys, are you dumb?
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| Educate your whole crew when I come through
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| Anyhow, anyway, anywho
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| None of you couldn’t stop me burying
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| I’m hot, I’m killing it, so what? |
| You idiots better fall back
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| Fizzy is ready, you better fall back
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| I’m blowing up like TNT
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| Me on beats, staying on T-O-P
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| My sis told me don’t watch anybody
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| Cuh they ain’t got nuttin' on you; |
| B.o.B
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| Fake punchlines, fake metaphors
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| Levelling it all, they’ve been seen before, dead in every form
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| Lyrically, I’m a veteran for yo, telling you it’s wrong
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| I am hotter than a kettle when it’s on
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| Who’s real? |
| Blud, everybody is
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| The fact is that everybody slips
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| So don’t tell me about life, my darg
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| 'Cause you’ve never seen a big ting light, my darg
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| Hmm, anyway
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| Any guy thinking they’re ready, I bury guys
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| When I’m coming, I’m bunning something, I ain’t starting for nothing
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| You might get touched from something if my don’s buzzing
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| Ain’t mucking or messing around
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| You can get a lesson from the Wesson if I test it out
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| Have a nigga stressing out, lyrically letting out flames
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| Fuck them man, I am on a next wave
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| Educate your whole crew when I come through
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| You could try test, use your bicep
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| Done a hype ting, nigga, better digest
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| I can direct you to my nest
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| You can lie with the grass and the violets
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| I don’t know why they’re on a hype when
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| Their body can’t take flight like a pilot
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| You could talk hard, even caught up
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| Nigga’s down for the beef, well, I’m ready for whatever
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| It’s 2012
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| You can’t step inna my boat, no-no, no
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| You roll when I’m going in the zone, it’s cold
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| So don’t ever think you’re ready for the dome-filler
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| I’m a go-getter, flow killer, there is no better
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| Don’t let me release the beast, eat your beat
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| When I speak, I delete your peeps easily
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| I’m a beast, I won’t pet whenever I’m reigning
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| 'Cause I spit frozen flows
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| And I’ve got bars that I show on road
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| Anybody test, get showed on road
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| Roll deep with a black chrome in
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| Yeah, yeah, frozen flows
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| West 13, that’s broken homes
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| In the manor where we shot broken phones
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| Violate me? |
| Then we open domes
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| Educate your whole crew when I come through
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new
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| I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
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| I don’t wanna screw but nuttin' ain’t new |