| They know what I’m bout
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| I go run miles
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| The stage is my house
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| Flip mode
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| Ready set go
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| I been ready
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| All In it authentic let the stars get 'em
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| Gravitating thru the surface hear 'em commenting
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| See I’m tryna make you nervous have your palms Sweaty
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| I be feeling like I’m noble
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| I’m not perfect
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| I’m not vegan
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| A savage I see a sandwich I’m tryna eat it
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| A problem since 50 follows I put my feet in
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| Evolving became the model and «tis the season
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| Trav told me put the stank on it
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| He gone put the bank on it
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| We won’t even think on it
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| Let me demonstrate on it
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| Ima infiltrate on it dat gonit
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| Gives a damn bout what u take on it
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| I’m a veteran letterman never can be better than
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| Rather competitors beheading I’m ahead of them
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| If s evident
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| But bitch this Elephants better than ever and relevant
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| They sniffin Ridellan peddling medicine
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| I’m heaven sent. |
| Ahhhhh!
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| They know what I’m bout
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| I go run miles
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| The stage is my house
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| Flip mode when I come round
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| Stage killer ima stage killer I’m a made nigga play with 'em renegade niggas
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| Ima daze niggas
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| Push play when engaged I can shoot the fade with’em
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| Rocking with the mother fuckin grave digger
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| Put me in motion
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| Locked and I’m on deck
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| Groomed by the block for the niggas ain’t know yet
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| I can sing a Lullaby to the bitches going thru the speakers got them speaking
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| like Stevie I’m so wet Levi down
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| Yep
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| Said I’m on son
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| I got a catalog that got us in the long run
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| They gone wild in the bleachers
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| They be dying trying to meet us
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| They be wanting the fillet mignon
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| You can tell 'em what we on
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| They know what I’m bout
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| I go run miles
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| The stage is my house
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| Flip mode when I come round
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| They know what I’m bout
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| I go run miles
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| The stage is my house
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| Flip mode when I come round
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| Ain’t no party like a Tech 9 party
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| Sellin tickets when I spit it
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| Get the check mine hardy when I kick it
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| Demons picket cause I bless minds Maudie
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| Gave the gift &Imma lift it
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| With the best rhymes Audi-ence
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| At attention nigga hence that ascension
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| Was the mission now the vision is to rinse bad intentions
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| The sickend, come &get they medi when they ready
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| Keepin it heavy get the feti
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| Then we pop a couple a Eddie’s!
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| If you deceitful &compete with us then you die nigga
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| In front of the people we come lethal &then if s bye nigga
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| Why niggas, get adrenaline up ta try spittas?
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| Get the pain spit the flame it be like a fire lit us!
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| I’m given em a domino effect, meddlin with honorable Tech,
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| Vamonos you don’t wanna go at Don in front of folks
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| You comical at best!
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| Yeah Yeah don’t run now muh fucka
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| Hit the switches on you bithces
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| Put you down muh fucka Aye!
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| My stage is my sanctuary ain’t you scary
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| Comin for that bank you carry!
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| Why ya hate me? |
| Because I violate he that wanna try a great
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| Ya die when I annihilate thee!
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| Ya people say that you such a vagina,
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| For comin at me tuff &then come bust your demeanor
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| You suckas be yelling I had enough when I sting ya
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| When it come to performance you can’t fuck wih the N9na nigga!
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| They know what I’m bout
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| I go run miles
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| The stage is my house
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| Flip mode when I come round
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| They know what I’m bout
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| I go run miles
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| The stage is my house
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| Flip mode when I come round |