| Light up the cigar and tell the fat lady to sing
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| Once again, we raised the bar, and I ain’t talkin' Irish Spring
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| We really makin' it hard for these other rappers to breathe
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| Like a boa constrictor with every mic that I squeeze
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| Bitch, please, get up off your goddamn knees
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| Yes, I’m rapping like the motherfuckin' 1990s
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| I still sound better with every letter I type into this iPhone
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| Turn a crowd into a cyclone
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| I’m a tad Pac, you’re a tadpole
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| So get up out of me swamp, you fuckin' assholes
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| I’m ridin' past those people in my past, foes
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| Hoes and trash bros who stole cash
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| Fuck 'em all, they won’t last
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| So let it flow, let it, let it flow, let it, let it flow
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| So let it flow, let it, let it flow, let it, let it flow
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| So let it flow, let it, let it flow, let it, let it flow
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| So let it flow, let it, let it flow, let it, let it flow
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| So let it flow
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| If you’re a painter who need a painter teach you how to paint
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| You probably shouldn’t be painting in the first place
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| Like a drug with the first taste
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| Make you feel like you are the greatest
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| Like a modern day Da Vinci, anything to be famous
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| Any work you do, next project, you gotta excel it
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| Don’t get ahead of reality, let your listeners tell it
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| Comments can be a motherfucker, people tryna push your buttons
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| Like your life’s another topic for a chatroom discussion, motherfuck 'em
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| Chatty tacky itches
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| Thinkin' they can do what we do better with the quickness, um
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| You could never play this position so go on
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| Hush your hole and take a listen
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| Man, we spittin' gifted
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| Takin' a shit on any the competition
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| Witness the demented duo as we be gettin' lifted
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| So let it flow, let it, let it flow, let it, let it flow
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| So let it flow, let it, let it flow, let it, let it flow
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| So let it flow
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| The demented duo, we be gettin' lifted |