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Jugged, jugged, on that wavy shit
Jugged, jugged, on that wavy shit
Sipping water on that navy shit
I ain't scared, I ain't worrying
Fuck a test kit

drop-top
Chillin' on the scene
Smokin' pounds of green
Ooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money hungriest, Brooklyn Loch-Ness
Nine millimeter cock test, wan fi'

beyond anartica
Or in the arctic
Both is what was meant
Knowledge is a burden when ur cursed with it
And manufacturing dissent
Is the only decent
Thing

make the music then I bob up and down this my sound
I make a hit I make a hit I got the kit I got the kit you know I'm it you know I'm it
Tay to lit Tay

to bring manufacturing
On-shore not even on-shore
Into the core it's not about
The borders the core of Adidas, and Chicago
Is the core of middle America

percent on my drug test
A hundred percent on my drug test
A hundred percent on my drug test
A hundred percent on my drug test

Substance in the kit
Hundred

fakin'
Alhamdulillah touching cheddar never bacon 
Don't test my patience
 
My city dying need resuscitation 
Know a few who should of made it major 
Still

attacking original manufacturing
With music as distraction
You ain't fashion we fashion
And we fashioned this before you got hip
Let you infiltrate the mix

I been manufacturing new heat no spoil 
On the back burner like some left over oil
Thanks to Nat Turner I was born with paranoia 
I been keeping

middle aged or old
They manufacturing synthetic Similac
And Enfamil in the same test tubes
Billionaires use to chef up third world vax
Attached them toys

a military term
Manufacturing consent to the heard
Virus in our thoughts now
Orwellian spells with the words
Pray humanity will finally learn
Them social

a vest
After I touched, nigga, I put the test
My nigga crankin' up a TRX
We hit the gas, nigga got a kit (kit full)
Some nigga was masked, I got him

the blicky, gang
They done came with me
Nigga test me, I'ma let off 50 (Grr, pow)
Smoke him like some zaza
He don't want no problems
Pull up to his doorstep

and sprout
Are you catching my drift
Or do you need me to shout
Need me to walk and talk all of the nonsense you spout
How many gun manufacturing plants are

I'm fuckin' with SV who gone' test me

My niggas on that dumb shit, that dumb shit
223 with that drum kit, that drum kit
Send my lil nigga on a drill

Niggas want to hate we don't give a fuck
Players going to play nigga put em up
Middle fingers up I don't give a fuck Nigga Play with us gone and test

Move wrong and we'll bust it
Fire it off, shit sound like a drum kit
This da digga dumb shit
Catcha body, my nigga gon dump it
This that real midwest

Keshkoon in the building, manufacturing
That underground motherfcking butter
Straight from
The gutter, so watch us ride as we enter
Seeelllleeectaaaah!

Yeah, ok we can test that
Split that bit like kit-kat
Me and you is a mismatch
Turn a misfit to a goat and they mad mad
I got em mad got em madmax
I

Hop in the whip
Got me a kit
Cop me a zip
Flip me a brick
Say wanted love
Got her a crib
She want shhhhh...
Life off tip
Hop in the whip
Got me a kit

PineTown
Yow Jdee
Wah gwaan
Fresh kicks
Fresh dhat
Fresh dis
New hits
Fly di tool kit
Heey
Kapeesh
Lustrous Jewels a reflect pan mi wrist
And anytime wi

up when I finally freeze the kit
I don't pop no percs, lean, do sniff it's only piff
And when I sip it's top tier ain't no generalist
She talking bout

Hot

Missy Elliott

Under Construction

2002

Uh, uh, uh (Yeah), huh
(Uh) This is (Uh) an old school (Uh) Missy exclusive (Huh)
Look

I ain't on no ra-ra shit (Uh)
You don't wanna test how

Fill up my cup
I keep that thing tucked
I ain’t never getting duffed
Don’t test your luck
Don’t test your luck
Don’t test my gang please
You don’t want