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When it come to beef, I welcome it Hand out, talcum it Stickin' up my guns, lookin' like somebody Velcroed it Moon's out, mask on Creepin' with the MAC drawn Shh, nine millimeter if they act wrong Sig nine, let the weapon be the disguise Warning shots bangin' and bangin', I don't miss fire I get this bitch live, then me and my team dip I do it once and do it right, fuck a remix I had devoted my time, converted illest of rhymes, and for the moment, I'm fine, I'm doin' okay They had demoted my lines, I sing a tone in my mind, and for the moment, I'm fine, I'm doin' okay
Writer(s): Marc Taylor, Elmo O Connor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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