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Attention top top secret
C'est après que tu dois parler
T'as démâté laisse donc tomber
Dispatching dispatching
Chacun sait c'qu'il a à faire
Rolled down windows, pulling up with my squad
Tuned up Flexus, pulling up with the car
50 round glocks, dispatching all my opps
Number plate switcher
dispatching
Yall wouldn’t imagine what’s all in the mattress
Still waters deep but that’s part of the magic
This here get deeper these waters are brackish
know that I am snatchin
Put 30 in your body, now you know the opps dispatching
Yo, bitch, pH level, yeah, her coochie stank
Makin' all this bread, yeah,
Traversing the infinite
Transcending the evident
Watch as reality bends to my will
Navigating eternity
Dispatching uncertainty
Navigating
Demande à Lacrim quand j'étais à l'école
C'est pour gratter les remises de peine
Du dispatching au disque d'platine
De l'affiche de recherche à la fiche
you to ignore his dreams
As though they were the burden of some other
Oh, you've seen that man before
His golden arm, dispatching cards
But now it's
As though they were the burden of some other
Oh you've seen that man before
His golden arm dispatching cards
But now it's rusted from the
Elbows to the finger
you to ignore his dreams
As though they were the burden of some other
Oh, you've seen that man before
His golden arm, dispatching cards
But now it's
It's gotta just happen
No fake good wishes
No in-laws dispatching
Hundreds of matching
Dishes
No electric toasters
No silver coasters
In elegant
my girl, oh, shit
Sir? Hello, sir?
I can't hear you, sir
I can't hear you, I'm dispatching emergency services to your location
ways
Proclivity for violence
No remorse or shame
Murder, a fascination
Dispatching those who trust
My compulsion
Fleeting fulfillment
No joy
of some other
Oh, you've seen that man before
His golden arm dispatching cards
But now it's rusted from the elbows to the finger
And he wants to trade
get tragic
Police hear that’s me and they start dispatching
Notice me I got them knots and my pants sagging
I’m the realest around and you niggas been
the green fields
Leafs that came from the dust to be burned
Birthing of the Fuzz-Man
Exhaling haze from his pores, He commands
Dispatching pollinators
attack formation
When dispatching the matrix in ya faces ya won't make it shit
I'm doordashing with a basket full of ratchets
Wet ya head like baptist
Dispatching his hacks to spew alternative facts
And eroding the Freedom of Press
Using a smokescreen of chaos and conflict
The tools of the narcissist
He
off of the brain
I don’t do much of the chit chatting I ain't dispatching I got a plan to get paid
And when I get straight to every serious artist I'm
Dispatching a
Fool I gotta rule. If you ain’t picking you ain’t catching up
Fool and I got this tool and niggas flipping like a spatula
Fifty how I’m counting.
in a scandal
You know the shit getting scandalous
The goons be dispatching us
Labels, they tried patent us
So this what y’all been waiting for, aint it
Where do you think you'll hide?
Where do you think I can't go?
I'm information on every front
Dispatching imps you don't even know
I'm the pills I make
Dispatching any enemy in seconds
Do it super quick
Try and reach my level, you might settle for a booster seat
Deadin those who cross me like their body's
the type to be dispatching the feds,
More the type to be out flashing my threads,
More the type to come and smash in your head and then laugh when you
at the dialysis clinic
Said there’s no cure there is only treatment
So casually dispatching
The silence of the organs
II.
As Galway said:
Living brings you
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