| I drink ‘til I puke and I smoke ‘til I sleep
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| Wake up and repeat
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| I’m getting money every minute I’m alive
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| I don’t even got to try
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| You got a problem and I hear you talkin' shit
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| I’mma smack you like a bitch
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| Give me a beat and I’mma teach you all a lesson
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| And ain’t ever been a question
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| I took this shit serious prepared to be delirious
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| This clear to me you curious cause Snak is so mysterious
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| If you talkin' shit, let me tell you what my theory is
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| You a bloody bitch like your girlfriend on her period
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| Keep acting while I make it happen laughing in the face of fakes
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| Snapping necks, taking names, cashing checks, I’m changing lanes
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| This is what I do, my attitude is never lose
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| Cause we drinkin' hella boose and videos with hella views
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| This is the sound of vandalism from the ground the man has risen
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| Grammar in my mannerisms giving rap this annurism
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| Still can’t even stand the sight, you backing down I plan to fight
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| And every single jam I write, wrote in blood but candle light
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| Random thoughts I have tonight, take your seat and hand the mic
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| Eat your face Miami style
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| God, I’m all like Danny Hite
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| Your worst nightmare got you pissin' in the bed
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| Cause you know I got a few screws missin' in my head
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| I drink ‘til I puke and I smoke ‘til I sleep
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| Wake up and repeat
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| I’m getting money every minute I’m alive
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| I don’t even got to try
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| You got a problem and I hear you talkin' shit
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| I’mma smack you like a bitch
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| Give me a beat and I’mma teach you all a lesson
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| And ain’t ever been a question
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| If anybody asking where I was, I tell them home smoking
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| Fuck around with me and I’mma leave your head blown open
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| Leave you right where you stand with every bone broken…
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| Fucking Ephin is the band advertised in slow motion
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| Yeah, we makin' mad noise but you barely a commotion
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| No emotion take you on a boat and dump you in the ocean
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| Quit my day job, get myself a good promotion
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| Ain’t orking for nobody else don’t understand the notion
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| Cause every word I say will fucking dislocate your vertebrae
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| You a rat in the dirt, I’m a fucking bird of prey
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| You sounded stupid tryin' act like you’ve never heard of me
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| Cause when it comes to rap, there ain’t a track that I ain’t murdering
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| Bury shit alive I’m just looking for the shovel
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| So I rap until my eyes are crooked and I’m seeing double Big trouble
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| Guess I’m in it for the long run
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| Pack the bong son, click replay when the song is done
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| I drink ‘til I puke and I smoke ‘til I sleep
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| Wake up and repeat
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| I’m getting money every minute I’m alive
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| I don’t even got to try
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| You got a problem and I hear you talkin' shit
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| I’mma smack you like a bitch
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| Give me a beat and I’mma teach you all a lesson
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| And ain’t ever been a question
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| Cause that’s just what I do
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| Tell them it’s no question, no question
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| Tell them it’s no question, no question
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| Tell them it’s no question, no question
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| Tell them it’s no question, no questio |