| Uh, yeah, the Beast’s unleashed
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| Whole clique dope with the east side breed
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| Everybody wonder when I reach my peak
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| 'Cause the bars and the hooks and the beats by me
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| Say more, ya’ll hate, then how do we write?
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| If this wrong, I don’t wanna be right
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| Pit’s in the booth and I got a mean bite
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| Now the money lookin' like I hit the lottery twice
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| Ain’t nobody got time for that, the young white boy coming with the violent raps
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| And now I’ve got 'em wide-eyed like insomniacs
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| And when the bass drops, sounding like a bomb directs
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| So watch your back, but the kid’s been next
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| All up in the game, gotta disinfect
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| White motherfuckers showing disrespect to the OGs
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| Bitches, I’ma twist your necks
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| Might flip my shit, while I flip this check
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| N to the Y, bit of shits I rep
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| I be out back with the hits on deck
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| And the roll to the top, don’t miss no steps
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| Been about the bidness, ya’ll won’t ever get it
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| Make another mock and I’ma hit it
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| Better tell 'em I’m the illest
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| Let me get a beat, I’m bad
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| I’m about to kill it, down with the realest
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| Everybody know I’m bout to do it to the finish, like
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| Ain’t no additional options, know that we killing them 'posters
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| Know that we lit and we poppin'
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| Me and the homies got shit to accomplish
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| Hit with the mass appeal, livin' a fairy tale
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| Breaking down the walls, so you better repair the seal
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| Every time I do it, every bit of the track is killed
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| People keep on telling me I’m finna get capped for real
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| But I’ve been advised, I can either live or die
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| I don’t really wanna wait until a better time
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| Unidentified, you are not a kid of mine
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| Spit a line, I’ma eat it up like dinner time
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| Pitbull with a bone to bite
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| So hit me with your best shot, but it won’t suffice
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| I choke the mic, I’m sounding like a poltergeist
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| Anybody wanna diss, think it over twice
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| Uh, and I aim for the top
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| Let me get a champagne, I shake and I pop
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| Everybody give it up, I came for the guap
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| Everybody like him would’ve taken a drop
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| Still hate, but I’m not surprised
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| Man, I get it from the best like Pac and Nas
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| Just know you ain’t ever gonna stop the grind
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| And just pray you survive when the Gods arrive, I’m like
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| Still hate, but I’m not surprised
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| Man, I get it from the best like Pac and Nas
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| Just know you ain’t ever gonna stop the grind
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| And just pray you survive when the Gods arrive, I’m like |