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Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah
Fuckin' faggot ass **** out there, man
Fuck y'all talkin' 'bout?
Talkin' all reckless out your motherfuckin' mouth
Like y'all fuckin' can't get it or somethin'
Y'all **** ain't bulletproof, fuckin' bitches
**** dicks and they don't fuck, why you mad at me for?
Sick and you keep it core, slide you when you need a whore
This the pros, when you see me, take a seat and hock
I make beats, y'all **** in the back beatin' off
Talkin' 'bout record sales, **** been cheatin' y'all
My first week, one-forty and I'm meetin' more
**** know that I know, all that shit is video
Catch me in five years, now tell me why the homie broke
And all you new cats don't stand a fightin' chance
Come at me, I'll take your whole fuckin' record advance
And after that, look at the wall when the blood splash
So ass, so trash, so true
Shit I gotta go through, lames blowin' hot air
We blowin' hot slugs, fuck up outta here
Cop a car, why the fuck you wanna cop a steer?
**** on some faggot shit, I swear, yo
Get it through your head, we the best in the business
Your flow sound kiddish, my aim is terrific
They don't got it in 'em, who the fuck is they kiddin'?
They hammer never spittin', good riddance
They turn around like they gully when they not
You can never take my spot, you will never be this hot
**** keep trippin', end up with colostomy bags
Motherfuckin' fag
In the club with a rusty icepick
I pick any prick, let it stick 'til the blood leak drip
I'm not on that beef shit
I'ma let you in on a little secret
**** get they head cracked
First sign of drama, I'ma test that
New gun like I'm deer huntin' in the outback
'Bout that, **** ain't playin', I'll push his scalp back
Tear jerk, have a rapper cryin' for his crown back
How's that? Gimme that, bone all you kitty cats
Home of the click-clack, **** gettin' bitch smacked
Talkin' 'bout this and that, know what you talk about
One verse got the price up like a coke drought
Open mouth do get fed, ain't gon' lie
Open wide, bet the bowel fit quite nice
I be on that ass like white on rice
If you think mine fail, motherfucker, think twice
Get it through your head, we the best in the business
Your flow sound kiddish, my aim is terrific
They don't got it in 'em, who the fuck is they kiddin'?
They hammer never spittin', good riddance
They turn around like they gully when they not
You can never take my spot, you will never be this hot
**** keep trippin', end up with colostomy bags
Motherfuckin' fag
Written by: K. Muchita
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