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Put me under pressure, imma turn into a diamond Like a stone cut gem, double faced with a dark side, uh uh I be spatting all the heat, um yeah Like
Because it's prematurely older Rhymes don't get any bolder Click clacking better get this shit whacking a whip cracking Spit or spatting dab or dabbing tax
yeah Amphetamines, if it’s all the same This love has me numb, has me off my game Spatting about the same thing every other week On the brink of sipping
Spending every night spatting lies over twitter, so woke Men get raped too but you're minimizing women who've spoke Threw away your girl who got forcefully
serve Our death Our mourn Her plaint Speaks us We don't Listen Bigheads Sordids Dare her Wilder Spatting For sports While she's Throttling Quelling Don't
"Too too many slices" and "oh no dude I'm so late" Fascist with the massive passion Chatting, relaxing, and spatting Ration the fashion not clashing
on a show and feels so proud Spatting whole palette of pastel Onto grey castles of the clouds The magic touch Of wizard’s hand It’s not too much However,
Spatting through these hoes your nat Stomping your ass out no doormat Hold your fucking tongue before you cap I got footing out the trap Look in my eyes you
that shit still float Drop me this album then murder she wrote Spatting so clear so they call me the goat because I'm doin the most in a supreme coat
world, world Guess I'm spatting off like hell, now what the hell All the, all the, sick stories to tell Sittin' in ya cell thinkin' to yourself, "how'd I
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