Son Who
Duke LO'key
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F*ck that, son who, gun you, Look what I done to, young crews that tried to come through Owe me loot They turn up floatin' like rafts and cannon I'm laughing at dude for thinking he as raw as my crew From Houston alleys to Paulding County my name ring bells like free phone sex rallies We never name names We just be pointing infrared beams And watch the barrel start to spit flames Insane from birth, flip game with words Inflict pain and it hurts Leave a mother fucker split in half I heard you talking this and that Duke grips gats, spits raps and bitch slaps I'll lock it down, cock the pound Be careful who you talk around Cops found another mic to draw the white chalk around I'll shoot a cap through your derby Laminate your motherfuckin' head, save it for taxidermy I put bullets where they're supposed to go All up in your face and leave a hundred holes MC's can't cope? Keep your third eye closed Brace for impact that'll reverb from each verse I spoke I go choke for choke broke for broke Imagine Me as the kingpin of game pimpin' Hoppin' out the back of black Continental Lincolns Lemme put these fuckin' words in your head, real nice simple and plain My gun'll make you levitate; in the streets, I'm David Blaine Deranged and insane in fact that shits engraved in my membrane
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