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than a habanero pepper
Far from lukewarm
Indeed I'm a repper
These streets where I perform
This money takin' center stage
Into my curtain call
I deserve

to these lames
Man these drama sell art don't
Compare me these stains
Man I'm just a consciousness don't
Compare me with brains
I'm a G and that G only gon

me to shoot
From the three til I made it out the corner, around the natal
Cause half the time, LA thinks their in the center of the ring, til they
Lose

not the fucking image
From tighter clothes and rose golds
They stay fitted sparked the art
And remission without no competition
While plugging in

We're too original, the vinyl should've never went digital
Yo, She killed me with an old Mayan ritual
The world was too big to swallow, so I spit at you

a cool car at a liberal arts school?
Not you? Your brain is made of what? Stardust?
Sawdust? No biology in your startup?
Not true? Why? ‘Cause you don't