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bout it I don't show you much but believe me it's lit
Blue flame poker game how I'm stacking my chips
I could shine without a diamond or a watch on my

shine brighter than Led
Make a hater wanna do the walk on jelly street
My Cherie is neat
I’m doing me I’m living it up
And I ain’t messing with the b.s I

greedy with the Fritos 
Better everyday I should change my name to vino 
I used to tell Nino I got a big ego
My life is a movie written by Tarantino

Only

places where the sun doesn't shine 
And now with a big smirk 
I'm burning down his work 
And I can't look away 

And we won't look away 

So fuck that

forty acres to live and a Maserati
And expand from sellin' grams
In my building lobby
Know good kids that grew up to catch bodies
Inspired by Big Meech

that's by design
Yellow roads yellow lines
I took back control cuz its mine
Fuck who you know bitch I redefined
You claiming that you sick
But little bitch

it
She slide me the mouth and a couple thousand
I'm out for a money pile big as Yao Ming
You niggas been lackin' style
None of you clowns can fuck with

chalk out line
I'm the name that pop up
When you talk 'bout grime
I'm the name that pop up
When you talk 'bout shine
And the big black heavy metal

excuse my language yeah, yo
This is big Akro repping Beantown i'm
Bringing it back Midnight Marauder style, yo
(yeah) , and repping for my peoples: Mek

Oh yeah!
In France, a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same

and the world sits still awhile.
 
Put on the coffee, let's go back in time
Back when we first woke side by side.
You held me so close to you, yeah we both knew

yes bitch I'm cocky
Your bitch said I'm fine
That bitch gonna snort lines
You're wrong, I'm right
Big tit's what I like
My diamonds, they shine
What's

mesmerized by my
Busta Rhymes' vibes
I feel glad when I mess my life up
Might be mad but the last to line up
Call me badass, I sat on Bibles
I'm snakin' around

a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters

By the time you hear this I
Will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothin to let
You cowards mess

intelligence poetical in excellence
c rhyming specialist especially when irrelevant derelicts
Grabbing the mic but can't establish shit
Good heavens
Rid MCs by

I got friends in low places
Chases my love away, yea, yea and I'll be ok
And I'm not big on those places and
I think I'll slip on down
To the oasis

the nicest, riding mic devices like bikes
Shine the brightest, like
Ice in the bright lights, blind your iris, I
Rhyme tight like my mind's a vice
I ain't

Uh, Ayo you niggas garbage I'm way
Ahead by a large margin
See no comp in this house of Hip Hop
Bitch I'm Macaulay Culkin
The god they call me often

Everybody wants to brag and boast 
How big your bass kicks 
How deep the lyrics is
Homie I got them both 

Consciousness 
Them a learn this 
Find your power

Bonnie Clyde how it is
Halloween everyday
She's a treat, w her tricks
Got weapons I'll spray
Out my face cause we bout to make it big
Switch it up like

that I'm armed
Gotta stay woke no alarm
Got weed by the farm
We ball like some yarn
I put a X' on my kicks , huh
Off-White just like a brick, huh
I

know
Then he cut thats the motto
Achieved some big goals
So we poppin all da bottles
Tryna leave my kids expensive wills
Forgiattos

I got goals I got

Theories full of
Jesus Vaccine
Man in the big house
Is pressuring me
With a needle of juice to
Protect from disease
We're all protected
By my AR-15
Don't jab

Second Hand Sexbot
Words and Music by Judith Owen

I’m a man and I have (simple) certain needs 
love my wife love my home and my family
don’t have