Lyrics:
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Yeah, it's dog-eat-dog world
And I'm fucking Sioux
Who the fuck is you?
If you're built
They shoot silverbacks in the fucking zoo
I write this shit
pivotin'
While y'all visitin' I'm livin' here
Ball in a year
The hundreds and fifties in cheeseburgers
The twenties is balled up
You lookin' for singles they
with the best
Punchlines that you've got
Second round you gotta put it down
We gonna bring the flows and just chop
Round three
You better bring the speed
in a hell hole, no bars, like a cellphone
That was owned by a broke hoe who can't pay those fees
Now you're battlin' me, the madder MC
With those
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
Like we mash on the gas
So if you wanna get it you
Can get it for realer
Out of high pinnacle twin identical killers
Wether we catch you in Iowa or Texas
not tough
Can tell by y'all walk shit I measured y'all up
Tears on your face do not mean shit to me
If the only gun you ever held was B.B
You got
ketchup
If you step up better have some shit to
Say say say, to
Me don't waste my time it isn't real in the first
Place, fool
I like hairy bitches
I
to taking flak
Hold your breath if you're taking
Cover at my back
Oh God, not the toxic fumes
That's when the gas mask really comes in use
It's for
The League of Legends?
Then get on your knees
You're gonna need my essence
We gotta be a team to keep progressin'
I'm outta rhymes now, and I need a breath
Father, hear me now, if you're still around
If you're still in every creature that ever made a sound
When they die, does a piece of you die too?
So we're
On a drive-by rocket ride
Caught in a storm and I'm running away
I never should have landed
Here in Flush Factory
I'm swinging through the rooftop
Without any
Or what I said do
Why don’t you go ahead and lay down
I wanna see how it play out
In my bedroom
You’re never gonna break out
It don’t matter if you pray now
& you're
gonna play that nice, nice music you were telling me about; & while you're
doing that, I'll be sitting in the back of the. We'll have such a good
you know if you walk outside that door
Leavin' me for more, I guess I'll have to follow you
And I'll watch everything that you do baby
Gotta go,
to weaponize
When weapons have weapons the whipping's on with no blessings
The weak be weeping from lessons
Taught by our awful oppression
You're with us with no
fragrance
You should know by now that I don't play tricks
Red pill or blue pill I'm living in the matrix
Gotta take a little breather I need a break
You're
goes down?
What y'all gonna do? (Be real about it)
Communication breakdown it's a take down
Are you awake now or consumed
By a fake clown?
World Wide
the universe, universe, universe
The universe, the universe, universe, the universe
Now I have a play for you. It's not gonna take long
It's going to be a play
on a metro rail
Niggas will play tough, but I know you're a cunt
I can tell by the smell
If you burn a bridge then expect me to drive that nail
An eye for
took the hoe to the function though
Told her come with me if u comfortable
Good head she functional
Big orgy she have fun in those
Thick bitch yeah I
have you going, have you by the flowing, every time you think of me
And when they play my song I'll have you in the phone, sweating and you waiting for
"Damn, things aren't the same
I wonder if Aladdin is still my name
But it's nice to be in '80
And I gotta say thanks to you, genie"
He said, "There's
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