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| What it do
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| What it does
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| Where you been
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| Where you was
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| What it ain’t
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| What it is
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| Face in the mud ya’ll really be hating than a mug
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| Said I can’t pick it up but I did
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| Ya’ll know Goon put too much bass in the sub
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| Cup full of blood and I gave it chug
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| Wait till your neighbors get all snug
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| Then play this real loud where you live
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| This that
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| Shh for the kids
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| Saw something strange can’t say what it is
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| Court case came ain’t say what he did
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| Make shit move put a chain on the gear
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| Yeah
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| I been on top the tower
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| Got the power
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| Weatherman
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| Gun cocked and it’s bout shower
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| Put you down with the squids that’s Rocket Power
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| I done hanged with the gods and we talked for hours
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| I feel like a doctor on late shift
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| I done ran out of my patience
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| I Donald Trump out in Vegas
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| I say I don’t have to pay shit
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| Don’t try to say we related
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| I’ll come to the reunion looking like Jason
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| This that black entertainment
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| I should have been on the basement
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| Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
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| Bitch
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| Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
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| Who that trying to say that they put in more work than me
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| Bitch
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| Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
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| Speeding head hanging out the car
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| I’m driving down the street with no regard
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| Where I’m going I do not recall
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| My teachers always said that I’m bizarre
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| Like a ring I keep my circle small
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| We back and fourth I’m Rafael Nadal
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| I ain’t really worried not at all
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| You either eat your words or you evolve
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| Comfort is the enemy
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| Catch me hanging where the winners be
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| I don’t even use up all my energy
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| I push shit through like Human Centipede
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| Anyone can be a bitch to me
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| It don’t really matter what your gender be
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| If you ain’t really centered mentally
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| Can already tell you what it’s finna be
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| Flatline, mad grime
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| Still ain’t, prepared
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| But you, had time
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| Had shine, ya’ll slow
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| So I had to spit it halftime
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| How you gon' beat a man when he at prime
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| You don’t know where you at that’s a bad sign
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| Me and you we met in a past life
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| And the same thing happened to you last time
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| Ya’ll know I was born for the fast life
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| Now they out here looking for the crash site
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| I get on the mic and chastise
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| Got the whole crowd wet they baptized
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| For
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| Give me for my past crimes
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| This the last night it’s the last rhyme
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| So before you spend that last dime
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| Let me tell you one last time
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| Bitch
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| Get out here and work
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| Bitch
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| Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
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| Bitch
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| Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
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| Who that trying to say that they put in more work than me
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| Bitch
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| Get out here and work like they kidnapped your family
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| Bitch
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| You ain’t gon' get me I put that on my family tree
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| You gon' see who really ‘bout that life and that’s a guarantee
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| I can still hear my momma’s voice back when she said to me
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| Bitch
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| Get here and work like they kidnapped your family
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| Who that who that
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