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Teflon Vest
Teflon Vest
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Darrel Juan Walton
Darrel Juan Walton
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Teflon Vest
Teflon Vest
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Nomad Everything that I got, I got it on my own No tuning forks here, nah, man I set the tone Never pass judgment, leave that shit alone (ah-ha) I have no peers, no fears, yeah, I'm Stone Cold On a stone road, cobblestone Go where the wind takes me, I don't have a home Used to stress over shit that I don't know Now I give a fuck, you can't get the dial tone I mean hung up, let the noose be the masseuse on your neckline I wait to strike an enemy at the best time Gold diggers get buried, Kanye West tried You wanna burn this shit down like Lisa left eye (whoo!) War zone and I'm bombin' on your brains Buildings falling to the ground, you would think it was Ukraine Yeah, I came to be the pain, word to Meth and the Shaolin These niggas claim to be defensive but just foulin' They wanna claim to be so brave but they just cowards They see me walking towards, they're duckin' like a mallard You see my section and you wanna know how hurt Fuckin' with me will get you split worse than a childbirth Ever since a little a boy, I didn't need to hold a hand Now I moved away from that familiar land Yeah, I got a hidden plan, don't need to broadcast Just stay prepared for every single forecast (cast) Nomad
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