| Headz be talkin' 'bout this and that
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| Behind backs, chit chat, speakin' on shit
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| That’s off track, lackin' the facts
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| In my face ya crack smiles all the while
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| File vile data, scatterin' lies for miles
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| I know your style
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| Jealous of me, the face seen on screens
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| Kcb’s the mc, son
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| You wish could be, see but can’t
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| My man’s plan rant
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| Slanderous enhanced chants
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| Planted to lance by chance, ruinin' my stance
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| I should blast ya ass, kid, talkin' that smack
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| Yet hold back, bids is wack
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| In fact carefully planned attack
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| In our midst exist viperous heads who hiss
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| Slither, committed to trick
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| Wisdom, venomous spit, snakes
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| We parted ways, way back, my ex, that’s that
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| Now back chat, rumors and all of that
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| Why lie, stabbin' my back?
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| Puttin' me down 'round peeps
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| I know in town, ain’t how I gets down
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| Baby, lounge and lose your frown
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| Seekin' revenge through friends
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| But since, since when this shit all began?
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| Baby, diss this, think again
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| Replaced to date, fake two face
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| Chasin' papes, escaped that fate
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| But wait, who’s callin', who to date?
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| Your snake facade
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| See through your camouflage or guard
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| Beyond your charm lies evil, layin' calm
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| In our midst exist viperous heads who hiss
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| Slither, committed to trick
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| Wisdom, venomous spit, snakes
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| Who thinks they know me
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| To speak on what eyes don’t see?
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| Bk to Queens keeps biz from off the streets
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| Round the way he say, «Relay all day
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| Headz, bald to dread, spread words»
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| Other men said, «Implanter of lies
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| Spies serpents in disguise, Gemini two sided, false implies»
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| In our midst exist viperous heads who hiss
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| Slither, committed to trick
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| Wisdom, venomous spit, snakes |