—Suckers

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Now this is how we do

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Now this is how— how we d—

It gets no fatter, add another crew to your favoritos, yes, we knows our shit is flavor

In battle, I rip it, and it gets hectic after

I flipped the script like a dyslexic actor, you're no factor

I got the type of skills that make you wanna quit

I might be ill and my mic instils that old beyonder shit

I palm this shit, what's seen next is keen text being expelled from my diaphragm

I'm flyer, damn, would you grok it, can't you receive it

I bust like cleavage, rock shit then I leave it

In shambles, 'cause I can like Campbell's

A sample of Tajai is much more than ample

Yo, who the hell are you? You're not me

I got me and three brothers that are cocky to rock the masses, whipping ****' asses

At last, it's appropriate to show that I can blast kids, I'm quick to stick a dick in skin

I'm figuring I hinder men so let's sin, and watch this **** win

I'm making corpses, of course, I score kids

I'm morbid 'cause it makes me think of more shit to kick

Leave me alone, back the hell up, Hobbes

I never thought my son would ever try to beat up pops

I got a leather strap for the fella that wanna tell the mack lies, I send 'em back with black eyes

DisseshowIdoit, I do it, I do it

DisseshowIdo, and disseshowIdo

DisseshowIdoit, I do it, I do it

DisseshowIdo, and disseshowwedo

I ain't tripping, what I'm flipping's on the contrary to your weakness, retreat if you wanna restrain from being beat

I freak lifting syllables so kill the bullcrap, I'm arousing, dousing, drowning

When my sound swings, I found things to bequeath, you're beneath, you need relief to be brief

I crushed ya, flushed ya from the cypher 'cause I sliced your life to pieces

In ruins, I screw in, skills like drills so who and what army can harm me?

Kill the noise, my boys never lack poise but you wack toys get played as I slay

My shit drives you crazy flip it backwards and it plays the satanic messages

I guess it is my nature to break your mental barriers to take your body over

Drove ya off a cliff, I got the gift to shapeshift

I encourage say **** suicidal, the shit I write'll make you clutch a bible

I got the Cali type styles, I wipe smiles and smirks off of jerks 'cause that weak shit don't never work

**** is whack as fuck, you're over, get your life together, find some direction cluck ****

I got the titanium steel verse, slicin' through with some shit that you'll never ever do

DisseshowIdoit, I do it, I do it

DisseshowIdo, and disseshowIdo

DisseshowIdoit, I do it, I do it

DisseshowIdo, and disseshowIdo

Disseshowedo

The studio, blew

'93 and on

Disseshowedo

You know what I'm saying?