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This is a Misdemeanor
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It's very necessary, on the
No you do not scare me, is you Bloody Mary?
But shit, you betta hurry, before I to bury
My is bitchy, 'cuz my period is heavy
I used to drive a Chevy, put twenties on that
My nigga was the shit, but then that stupid left me
And now I'm lovin' Larry, but Larry go Terri
And Terri is a freak, but his baby she will carry

The he live's a fairy, cartoon like, "Tom and Jerry"
My flow is and your style is temporary
Yeah, you to worry, like Jason, it gets scary
The that I spit don't fit in that category
Is my vision blurry? My speech is slurry
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no
And yes, it's necessary, so hurry, nigga,
'Cuz when this album drops, you MC's will all get buried

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Your very crummy, that's why you have no money
You always looking bummy, I don't care if you don't me
Don't try to come before me, you are a dummy
Repeat, you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you
Rainy or sunny, no way, honey
not a game of Hide-and-Seek, go call ya mummy
It's about get so ugly, and I'ma keep y'all
Hiding from me, 'cuz you know you are

You ain't nothin', I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
In your Kenwoods, I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya
You can say I'm buggin', 'cuz when I come out
That's why be discussin' who I like and who I'm fuckin'

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C'mon,
C'mon,
C'mon,
Fickidy, uh, uh, uh
C'mon,
C'mon,

I had a homie named Paul Revere
Smokes after blunt, guzzled 40's of beer
He to swear up and down every first of the year
He was gon' quit smokin', but he did
y'all huskey, it's about that time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter 'til
Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the
spit like a girl, but I hit like a guy

Me and Missy ballin' up the
Funky fresh to impress, we mackin' dudes
Music biz only I ain't jackin' fools
You know bullshit and stackin' rules
Niggas keeps drawin', the keep callin'
Drink I'm nice and uh, uh-uh, on'n
I'm bad luck, mad 'cuz y'all suck
Please do not try to fuck this young duck
Please do not try to fuck with young duck

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