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Look at ya Look at ya Look at ya Look at ya Look at ya Look at ya Oh, hold on Greg, tell me when Man, we made this They sayin' my rhymes too simplistic Man, we made this They sayin' my rhymes too simplistic So I switched it 40 cadences, they miss it Latest hit list, looks like piglets Searchin' for witness Ain't seen shit like donuts in fitness A great mix, vanilla chocolate Twists, poppin', flows, I need a fix You climbin' cholesterol, layin' vegetables My medical beats, a rhythm of decibels Murder a rhyme scheme, my crime scene seem investible Syllables hang like wet testicles The dub out, extraterrestrial ET, my fingers glow easy Two fingers for peace, so you can see me Geatz master a beat, he feeds me Blood to a leach, I'm greedy I need a mic, does he need me I lay it down like your girl, it's easy When your wife go to sleep, she see me He call me Freddy, she call me Dreamy Everything teeny, except for my weenie Off my Toyota, no Lamborghini Pressed between me, like a panini Rub me for a wish, like I'm a genie Give you a gift, my CD Go Beastie Boys when I make some noise Pull up in my rust bucket, had to tuck it My waistband hold a mini man Seven bitches in my minivan A happy meal, that's a quick plan Toss the key, keep the wheels, I'm a kickstand Man trex, quit playin I don't even know what I'm sayin I'm layin' randomness I'm a mister, but call me a miss No misses if she playin' me quick I'm a ditch, I know what I get Owe me like credit, I'ma still wed it My cards all debit, online when I web it Reviews when I reddit, I'm a goat like Messi Moved to Miami, she tried to wind me But folded like origami, no pistol but nine me All verses I body, I aim godly My crew motley, poppin' ollies like Rodney Float a butterfly sting like Ali Am I dope? most def, that's kweli I'm quality in quantity, archeology they found in me They discover me, a discovery, alien my biology New degree of astrology, my psychology I'm Foreman You dormant, my flow formin Transformin', my cadence explorin Every morning, mind free recording You still snoring? This is your warning A cold front storming We performin' when you ain't supportin We scorin' every time we sportin My skills horned in, eyes up, I'm soarin Poetry restoring, verbally absorbing My silent night put you in mourning Man we made this They sayin' my rhyme's too simplistic Man we made this They sayin' my rhyme's too simplistic So I switched it