| VCS… Phonte
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| Nicolay, 'kay?
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| One time, Brooklyn
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| N.C., Netherlands.
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| world tour, want some?
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| It’s cool
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| Uh. |
| the beatmaker is here
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| Known to warm it up as the fable is near
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| No bunnies or eggs, never one to charade
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| When I return, the whole city blow a parade
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| like (AHHHHHHHHH…) Mr. Pea’s back
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| I pity the fool that test me to these tracks
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| Nicky runs on the backdrop
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| but if Tay hit the switttch, he could make that ass DROP
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| +Today Was a Good One+, BK’s anti-hoodlum
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| Von Pea, the veggie you can’t eat, you a shrimp scampi
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| Rap’s Camby, crashed awards for mad applause
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| Ace any master course without a syllabus
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| Watermark my heart, you can’t get as real as this
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| Ten years from now, when Von Pea’s still in this
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| Nicolay and LB, that’s ridic-
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| I see A-Team, I see Phonte
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| I see Big Pooh, I see 9th
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| I see Nicolay, I see Comanche
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| I see Big Dho, I see
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| Eccentric, I see
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| I see Chaundon, I see Floe
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| I see Median, I see L.E.G.A.C.Y.
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| I see 3D, I see you
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| Y’all good to go. |