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a lean, mean fat-grilling machine
Press ya face to the Foreman, degrease the crime scene
I'm gettin' on these kids like a fucking goat-herder
But I gotta
time
It's been a long while
My dream team
Grilling machine
I got the back
You got the back
And we got the back
Believe

It's gonna be funny
It's gonna be
is a Lean Mean Fat Reducing Grilling Machine. No household is complete without one. Seriously though, this thing is awesome. Do you want a Panini?
goddamn butterfinger
Crapface diet whore
The George Foreman Lean Mean Fat-Reducing Grilling Machine
Go to hell I want my fat back
Motherfucking bitch
never coming back, cracked, smacked, stoned 
 
Once upon a time my Mother was a lady
An OCD fact grilling machine, that was then and that was that 
Once
Sleeping on me
So I said ain't your place
This is a mystery
I'm a machine
I keep on working without batteries
Plus don't need to charge up
Subtract all
Come on out then, if you so tough where you at
Don't understand how we beefing
I ain't grilling though, where it at (where you at)
I don't even say
talking*)
50/50 Lil' Twin, I'm in here with Slim Thugger the Boss
And the cocky copy machine King Koopa
We off this Nawfside of Houston
We just wanna
for his dough, they told him stop tripping
Guess he got tired of all the no's like Larsa Pippen
Buck 25, grilling like a rollie, they gon' bust it down
the dogs and the gats at your door
If you're smart, get your ass on the floor
Yeah, villain within reason
No consumption, it's pig grilling season
Trees
the machine,Got a full magazine 
Clips rolled up, call it steam ,Getting stoned like I'm flint

I move like a solider so you gotta hate me
All I see is stars,
fouls if you paying the Refs
A lot of bad calls so from flags thrown; we waving them techs
Jobs shipped overseas or  replaced by machines got them saving
Diamonds on Ice cream
No limit on cash machines
We gon ride or die cuz violence hits like dopamine
Living like a fiend
Champagne popped like spleens
Diamonds on Ice cream
No limit on cash machines
We gon ride or die cuz violence hits like dopamine
Living like a fiend
Champagne popped like spleens
I'ma blow
So fresh and clean, hold up, I'm on the scene
Clockwise I'm moving like a machine
They thought that hating was pushing me down deep
They lost
say we levitating
On that motion picture big screen
See she loving the white cat, welcome to the machine
I might reach in the bag and, break up the cash
don't be enough enough
‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be'
‘I be', ‘I be', ‘I be', Mavi a I be machine
Sloppy hobby hard lines presented
Been carving my dreams
me with a image so clean
Being a lean mean machine
Delivering rhymes like a dream
With out a care moving like a fiend
Selling hope as a rapper was my
it's another fight
I'm tryna figure it out
Hoping I make it that I make it alright
But with this pen that I write
I light the machine gun
Loaded at you
Represent crooks like a lawyer does
About to flood the underground
Like somebody's boiler's bust
Killers lyrically with ill ability
Village idiots grilling me
Mean Grilling serious of what I'm feeling
Plushhh from the floor to the ceiling

Fools get wide eyed seeing it thru my eyes
Yeah fresh paint make you

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