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Yo, who the hell are you? you're not me I got me and three brothers that are cocky To rock the, masses, whippin niggaz asses At last it's, appropriate to show that I can blast kids I'm quick to stick a dick in skin I'm figuring I hinder men, so let's sin, and watch this nigga win I'm making corpses, of course I score kids I'm morbid, cause it makes me think of more shit to kick Leave me alone, back the hell up hobbes I never thought my son would ever try to beat up pops I got a leather strap, for the fella that Wanna tell the mack lies, I send em back with black eyes
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Disseshowidoit, I do it, I do it Disseshowido, disseshowido
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I ain't trippin, what I'm flipping's on the contrary To your weakness, retreat if you wanna restrain From being beat, I freak lifting syllables So kill the bullcrap, I'm arousing dousing drowning When my sound swings, I found things To bequeath, you're beneath, you need relief, to be brief I crushed ya, flushed ya, from the cypher 'cause I sliced your life to pieces In ruins, I screw in, skills like drills So who and, what army can harm me? Kill, the noise, my boys, never lack poise But you wack toys get played as I slay
My stick drives you crazy flip it backwards and it plays the Satanic messages I guess it is my nature To break your mental barriers to take your body over Drove ya, off a cliff I got the gift to shapeshift I encourage say nigga suicidal The shit I write'll, make you clutch a bible I got the cali type styles, I wipe smiles And smirks off of jerks 'cause that weak shit don't never work Niggaz is wack as fuck your over Get your life together, find some direction cluck nigga I got the titanium steel verse, slicin through With some shit that you'll never ever do
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