| No you can’t tell a nigga never fuckin' made shit
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| Basically, , pussy breakin' with a satan
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| The anger no vanquish, i’m speaking English
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| Ringe boy sicker than a nigga
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| They burry me and all they need is assumption
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| Never boy long gone, make your reduction, function
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| Fuck a rap game, I leave emotions
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| Stuff filling up
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| What the fuck you gonna say? |
| get it off bitch?
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| What you plan to do instead? |
| are you lost bitch?
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| You expecting me to care? |
| like your life’s shit
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| Motherfuckers start a fire, let me get a whiff
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| Burning always in the in the first place
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| Everything sucks, nobody got damn taste
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| This the result of fuckin' over niggas everyday
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| And realizing you now fucked up-
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| Yo I heard you was a rapper?
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| Yeah bruh, fuckin' right, I’m fucking tight
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| Feeling nuts, but i’m about to write tonight
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| Recently inspired, to create fire
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| Ah shit! |
| where you from? |
| have you seen the wire
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| Honestly, i’m tired of hearing all the tracks
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| Bitch you tryna be cool, but he looking like a faggot
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| Done with you maggots, now I focus on you roaches
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| Whining about «your cool», but I know that you are bogus
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| They gettin' at little bro, when they thought I wouldn’t notice
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| Built to destroy, boy thats my main focus
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| Half tons of ammo,
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| All these niggas weird, and yeah you better notice
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| Spendin' lot of time second guessing my ability
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| Found myself, by my sound than I found my enemy
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| Recently accepted anger, then I discovered energy
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| Looked up, look ahead than I saw my fuckin' team
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| Throw dubs up, that’s what I wanna see
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| Hands up high like you got stopped by police
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| No more pity for a coward
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| Tick tock! |
| just lost an hour
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| I don’t want a bitch I want power
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| All of yall know who I am, now what?
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| None of you exist in my head
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| None of you hustle with me
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| None of you gettin' my bread
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| None of you know how to be
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| None of you are welcome here, yeah!
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| Next time you flex i’mma break ya damn neck
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| Shouts out to josh, john and my nigga
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| All, we the best, yes, hell to the yes
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| Test us, guess what? |
| fucked up is what you get
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| Nigga call me
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| All black lurking, up in the dark
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| Ain’t sit yet, but prepare for the hurt PUSSY! |