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DO MY DANCE (INTRO)
by CookUp The Master Tactician
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The impossible where the way I rhyme audible rare
Been on hiatus 24 gon be a remarkable year
I just been watching from rear until I get all the way clear
Plottin methodical fear just wait til that monster appear
I got Canada smoke you look up in the sky a God puffin la
Just Allah, me? Just passin by a boat in plane disguise
Open up the latch and drop the anchor let Earth televise
You can tell the eyes follow the third it's never tellin lies
You smell the vibes, we just left the state to get a plate
Bro done walked out with a bag he spent a bank
Crack the seal reveal the dank ignite the leaf and let it paint
All these cops we in this tint got 2 more hours we be straight
I been tryna mind my business but you new rappers ain't hittin
Bet yo top 10 just a blend up on repeat you think it's different bunch of bullshit...
And I been on bullshit...
Don't, make me have to show off my lil full clip
See I'm not these rappers lookin for fans
I'm just cookin with pans cookin grams 3 stove kitchen I'm just crooked with hands
Do my dance my uniform been a beast I can prove my stance
I am Martian skate around Saturn rings I don't do the vans who I am?
Bill the Cook
Who am I?
Bill the Cook
The impossible where the way I rhyme audible rare
Been on hiatus 24 gon be a remarkable year
I just been watching from rear until I get all the way clear
Plottin methodical fear just wait til that monster appear
I got Canada smoke you look up in the sky a God puffin la
Just Allah, me? Just passin by a boat in plane disguise
Open up the latch and drop the anchor let Earth televise
You can tell the eyes follow the third it's never tellin lies
You smell the vibes, we just left the state to get a plate
Bro done walked out with a bag he spent a bank
Crack the seal reveal the dank ignite the leaf and let it paint
All these cops we in this tint got 2 more hours we be straight
I been tryna mind my business but you new rappers ain't hittin
Bet yo top 10 just a blend up on repeat you think it's different bunch of bullshit...
And I been on bullshit...
Don't, make me have to show off my lil full clip
See I'm not these rappers lookin for fans
I'm just cookin with pans cookin grams 3 stove kitchen I'm just crooked with hands
Do my dance my uniform been a beast I can prove my stance
I am Martian skate around Saturn rings I don't do the vans who I am?
Bill the Cook
Who am I?
Bill the Cook
