Turn my voice up a bit You I had to do it, I just remade the beat off YouTube Shout out to the Lex drum kit
my revenge! Diplomatic immunity, 'em Backstabbing even for screwing me Like they just went through puberty, 'em Shout my nigga Bada$$ for telling who's the new Joe in town Do the Yung Joc motorcycle it's going down Since tried to claim my lane like I was Lois now I put this shit in the zeitgeist double Sex Pistol Still a threat from a distance a Korean missile Hard to be official, you all sound Youtube remakes Remade the beat off Youtube though fuck it, just a mixtape Go buy a squatty potty, boy you need to get your shit I put the African on my chain like I'm Kunta Kinte Trendsetter, been than these Cinderellas me Vino Valentino and the V's for Vendetta You hide behind a mask on Twitter and remain Fake like it's all Love And Hip-Hop shows till they push the Joe and you get punched in your face as a consequence And jump right back on Live with confidence Famous for putting your on women, you can't be proud of it Don't try to fuck wit me shorty, stay monogamous We from polar opposites, I'm from that South Where pole is always popping shit You like Papa Doc and shit I see the future I was at The Shelter Race wars Helter White like Griselda That's why my lyrics be blacker than Idris I feel I'm the link just like The Legend of Zelda I get excited these days My is tired these days My is wired these days Me and my dawgs know how to behave, we know how to be paid like the MBA Not the NBA and the NFL are the new Willy Lynch ya how to be slaves Racism exists, Kaepernick plays Michael Vick is a Uncle Tom saying cut off his 'fro and it fade You should fight the instead of fighting a dog Dawg-really, you out your nigga Jump around the white boys like House of Pain nigga Thinkin' they love you, they stripped you of nigga And now these talkin' about some gang, gang nigga You no gang member, they get paid to protect you I'm FIFA on the corner and you made me finesse you And with the flow, I'm victorious David, I'm Beckham I can peck at the London function Shittin' on tape, wiping my rectum, no peseco in my This is strictly Ace of Spaces, bottle regalia Golden like I'm Jill Scott, I the Gospel Mahalia At the table my apostles, taking shots at your area Your are too short to box with God Pick a side or you get ate an octagon Or decide to stay like Rufus and Chaka And we put 50k on your face a pacaran Watch how the minutes tick when you're runnin' out of time Flex drop a bomb, I'm the prodigal son, I gotta shine Solar eclipse, blind niggas a dollar sign I Dip with the Roc like when Cam'ron was signed
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