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Griptalk, finna cause action 
Blow a bitch back in, bout to get my backend 
Big body choppa, thats Mac10 
Make a bitch fumble, bullets come tackling 
Burning

Frito-Lay
I took her from you that's a take-away
Magneto my bitch 'cause she stay with an iron
Double-cross me you might die just by trying
Call me Xavier I

I just copped two Rolex cause it's two time past my time to blow
Trapped out down by Foley when I came up out a level four

Say they want me dead

She be suckin' dick and that's for sure
And I can throw down like
This shit is dominoes, uh
I'm talking 'bout model hoes, like
She be impressed by

On the rock, no jello, rows of bricks
Clanging noise, I can hear them barking
They Chihuahuas, you can hear the big dog walking
Young king, man I'm feeling like

Imma finna be, bigger than you'll ever be
Boy you talking to a
Killer raised by a drug dealer
Smoke weed fuck hoes don't
Need liquor, Sip hen get throwed

dice and shit
Now I'm Chebo Bangs
Now I'm on a trip
Counting big 'ol bands
Count them by the clip
Back in the day used
To watch clips of hot sauce
Now I

So you wanna be a big time bluegrass star
Are you willing to play gigs both near and far
Can you keep it to a traditional sound
Or will you have

left right I be stroking 
Look

Never pull a pistol out on nigga if you just gone show it 
YAY
Never tell nigga what you bout to do if you ain’t gone do

would live like this

Gotta get it by any means
Invested in myself 
Now I play for the winning team
For the money I’m a fiend
I be chasing after that

Link back da 3 Ts 4 da foodz/
Then make move/
To buss these chops/
Just like how I said in Hot/
Mans dem don’t really care bout no cops/
47th go suck ya

shook
We don't play by the rule book
You come around get took
Yeah its straight just like that
Bring the beat right back
Like snap chat I might snap
I got

That's how I learned
To cope with it
By it I mean life
Life a cold game
Leave you froze
Like cold ice
Sit around and watch
Ya whole family line die

Yeah, it's that TMO shit
Yeah, we the next No Limit
Fifty thousand in cash
Gold bottle with ace
You know
Big TMO, nigga
Make em say, uh
Feel like

checks 
Popping shit but you ain't really bout it 
Talking shit but you ain't real about it
Young nigga from the 99 with the V
I ain't gotta speak about it

They said Karn wag1 you ain't been rapping g
I said I know but I'll soon be back again
It's been lil while but know that I ain't vanishing
I've been

Say, "Hi"
Sparks fly
Glass eye
Drip dry
You stop by
I'm tongue tied
So goodbye fall guy

Quit holding onto my hand, girl
I've never been much

Easy to get lost up in these streets
Or in this system
When you got niggas they grew up with bout that skrilla
Or niggas gettin told on by the same nigga

there
Let's go
Yeeah! Martin's got me reachin' for that mountaintop
Envision a place that's free of rotten cops
I ain't bout to stop, let me ya take ya

cost
Your everyday Discordian mod

Called up the mods for a council meeting
Big meat fest we short and bleeding
Asking 'bout "who wants first dibs?"

thinking 'bout that for
I don't know
Anyway I'm just trying to get to center stage
And getting paid
It's not about the money
But when rent is late
And you

like you Sherlock Holmes
Need a bodyguard for my mothafuckin phone
That's so Hellcat, I'm Raven Simone
Bitch pay me back Ima shark with the loans
All

articulate
Like a coastline being shaped by hurricanes

You can take me as far away as one person can
Separate my body, far from my homeland
But there’s a part

or my abortion
Big black house right by the ocean
Tour bus travels
Destination not important
Bring that ass to the show for professional recording

Winner