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steez
Icicle biscuit squeeze I'm mechanical like a
Bicycle feel right by clipped debris
Batman's adversary pull out the gat
Man cat's get buried
When I

the same- in the same place

"When he gonna run out of rhymes?" I can't ever
Demigod in the stu, but I'm a fuckin' man devil
All of my shit is percise, I

get rougher, y'all don't wanna unify, it's all division
We ain't giving up any guns, whole gang pack-a-punch
God we trust, all the guns are Plan B
Way

down
Hey baby
Gimme your mind and let me stimulate it
Hey baby
What's mine is mine, girl, don't make me take it
Imma take the long route
And by time I

Push come to shove I am throwing a punch
Push came to shove and I throw uppercut
Push came to shove and I never gave up
God by my side let me tell you

Triple Beam

Machine Head

Catharsis

2018

Well, she could always pay with sex
Bikers tried to front me thirty grand worth of shit
Knew that if I took it, I'd never get out of this
What the fuck

life
Because I hustle twice
As much as you should to have a function life
So I say it fuck it twice
I'll punk a guy and punch his eye
If ya try to fuck

your Barney in the backyard
You dug it up with your bare hands—now that’s hard
Karma had a way of sorting that out
Fell out a tree, broken in pieces by

tough talker
Thumbs jostling
Van city at the top of my mind
Tapping out rhymes while I squat at the bus spot
I think the problem is committing to a style

say that I'm bugging
Keeping me calm by calling me muffin yeah

Bitch you fucking knew It's the lying that was hurting me
You been going out on dates

out all night just tryna' make plays
They was throwing us shots, I was ducking them strays
Make the opps block hot 'cause we the ones who flamed
If I

ghost
Run up by guys in scarfs and hats
Punched up by man
And taken out with a bat brap
Sneakz got glassed grass
Wipe your arse shitting himself
Aint

of form
Devoid of scorn
Demolish norms
To accomplish more
We're the children of the king, come and fight me
And we'll show you what we mean by chumps
Don't

tricky…
First you’re on the wave, but then outta flow
Now you splash out - tomorrow out of dough
Thinking you are tough and getting punch in the lower jaw  

got the nine like fifty cent
You use the wrong tone you get stomped out by many men
Always ready to brawl Controlled Chaos is raw
All I do is spit facts

I'm at the self-checkout, cos I got my elf neck out
My fringe like Mullen, gonna scan it
Gonna check out the shop, the Tesco Express up at the top

on and make me better 
One last time 
I keep tabs on the clock 
Tell myself I'm fine
But since the minute you left I been out my mind 
Doing everything I can

"Ahhhhh whatever, you know he's crazy anyway!"
I'm like "Whatever man, get out my face!"
So fifteen minutes go by and the whole building just erupts
So I'm

time to see I'm a different breed
5'10 Skinny n***a knock you out with them punch lines, I pull a creed (Apollo Creed)
It's 2020 vision masked up like

researched by NASA
These rappers an example of what goofy is
Nowadays these rappers more groupied out
Than the groupies is
Cuz first all he had was his man

Stuck in a haze, I've got withdrawals
Still in a rage, still punch my walls
Planet Earth I'll see the sun
Don't know if I'm the one (I'm the one)

being upset or vexed 
But the same grip on the mic I wrap around
Is what I'll use to punch emcees in the mouth and shut em down 
Worked out, lifting

Beware of Us

Xzibit

Weapons of Mass Destruction [Clean]

2004

representer, exposition in a session
I'm in the Expedition, expose a dark dimension
Your girl used to suck dick during detention

You got dumped, she came up by

Look out, watch it, approach with caution
The A-L-C spins like the chrome revolvin’
Bang out, ventilate, air your brain out
While your girl hit