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(Don't push me) cause I'm close to the edge
I double L fucked in the head
My love for rap is slowly dying, (why?) it's always some corny rapper
That just fucks up my high
(Don't push me) cause I'm close to the edge
I double L fucked in the head
My love for rap is slowly dying, (why?) it's always some corny rapper
That just fucks up my high
I'm the type to pay your wallet
Fuck yanking your chain bitch
Have you bagged up like new shoes in the rain bitch
I bring the Streets Music Art Culture and Knowledge
I got more brains than behind the doors on dorms in college
I'm in these streets like a ho phase count your days and blessings
It's a blessing to become
Hip hop resurrection
Go against the grain cause I don't like waves
Y'all know my name
And I don't like your ho ass ways
Sometimes I switch sides jump inside the mind of a crash dummy
For the cash money I'm in that ass money!
Like knock knock it's Robbin
Robin who?
If you had enough dollars we'll be robbing you,
Sliding through
Like we got a job to do ain't nobody know except me Gawd and you
I'm a Ruff Rider **** you can tell from the Lox
For breakfast
Leave you capped- n- crunched
In a box
These **** floss a lot
Time to start extorting the block
Fake ice and chain you just wanna get got
Mad wild! Been my style since I left the Penile!
I think I been this way since a child
I turn a struggle snack into a catastrophic cuisine
Bout discipline, the long ride like a limousine
So get up! Not that deep
So just stand up!
So get up! Keep your head up
Make sure it stay up!
(Don't push me) cause I'm close to the edge
I double L fucked in the head
My love for rap is slowly dying, (why?) it's always some corny rapper
That just fucks up my high
(Don't push me) cause I'm close to the edge
I double L fucked in the head
My love for rap is slowly dying, (why?) it's always some corny rapper
That just fucks up my high
Don't push me, cause I'm close to deceasing all rappers
Deleting all chapters
Annihilate the game and than leaking the songs after
Infiltrate your sector by wreaking the pouring rapture uh!
Wild style know I dice like Kung Pao
Dirt Dawgz is here so let's start the show now
To be discreet ****,
We got that heat ****
So don't creep unless you wanna see defeat ****
I be the Gawd amongst men
Throw Goliath in
Try again, got ill-Matics that be in dire sin
Hyperventilating,
Know we got death raps that can't be imitated
If you want more violence
I be a known tyrant I be that foreign virus formed with gore violence
I got a dog on my shoulders **** that's a fact
I give em my condolences and tell em handle that
Whenever foes coming my **** pole tuckin
I'm hittin Ukraine soon as my Dome Rushin
(Don't push me) cause I'm close to the edge
I double L fucked in the head
My love for rap is slowly dying, (why?) it's always some corny rapper
That just fucks up my high
(Don't push me) cause I'm close to the edge
I double L fucked in the head
My love for rap is slowly dying, (why?) it's always some corny rapper
That just fucks up my high
They be fuckin up my high know what I'm sayin?
Dirt Dawgz on the motherfuckin' rise
Through hell and back with gasoline drawls on
I'm in that ass like an extra small thong Biyatch!
Written by: D M T, Vaughn B
