Didn't Kno U Could Flow

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Yazeed

Yazid ibn Mu'awiya ibn Abi Sufyan (Arabic: يزيد بن معاوية بن أبي سفيان, romanized: Yazīd ibn Muʿāwiya ibn ʾAbī Sufyān; c. 646 – 11 November 683), commonly known as Yazid I, was the second caliph of the Umayyad Caliphate. He ruled from April 680 until his death in November 683. His appointment was the first hereditary succession to the caliphate in Islamic history. His caliphate was marked by the death of Muhammad's grandson Husayn ibn Ali and the start of the crisis known as the Second Fitna. Yazid's nomination as heir apparent in 676 CE (56 AH) by his father Mu'awiya I was opposed by several Muslim grandees from the Hejaz region, including Husayn and Abd Allah ibn al-Zubayr. The two men refused to recognize Yazid following his accession and took sanctuary in… more »

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I got bread like I'm Greg Popovich uhh
Let the lead hit yo head and I pop a bitch
Yall bite the same sounds soundin hominent uhhh
I'll be back in time for the apocalypse 
On the same flows that Biggie and Pac did right 
Im usain bolt swervin the politics, right 
Go insane bro like behold
Use to stutter freestylin wit nabilo w the kilo
And now I dethrone cuz these flows is such a freethrow
Feed my ego with breaaad so I could neva eat the keto
And When I leave I left right niggaaa imma cheatcode
But im still right where I started im on my bullshit
Tellin niggas stepback like they harden I got the fullclip
Then I let the cement harden nigga like pardon me
Im blowing gas like Im fartin so this spartan shits a part of me
Niggas like I didnt kno u could flow yazeed u startled me
But I been so bloodthirsty that my diet is strictly arteries

Picture the racks jumping w vert and now I keep a uzi
Waking up I hit record I'm livin my life a movie
Chick groupies big booties, im rollin I hit doobies
Yall buncha fruity niggas im foldin I whip smoothies, pussy
Niggas frontin if they got the chance  
I know that theyd switch teams
They poppin real sweet out the can 
Like they some whipped cream
I could pay u for a beat a verse even a sixteen
And on my dead homies you still wont be flowin dis clean
You wont flowing dis cleaan, You wont be flowing this clean nigga
I aint slowing up till wiz piss clean

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