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"Where at? Where they at, c'mon (x 5)"

From the bottom of my
I must
the mind state.
I find hate me,
so I a G,
and his is
"Cas stop a ass,"
It me think
ever stop the angry
when they wanna thangs wit' me?
They're aware I'll 'em
of examples
I have made out of
doom when they toy with my train,
they're caught and simple,
but some will attempt to pull
so I with these,
ram these, all his jaw,
and of why he is front'n really frighten me,
'cause I can be doin' things with my time,
my pen enlightens the page I
my rage is to show you
what flow too hard times
and times my pen
is my friend,
I'm
then I create a new antidote that'll hell,
and I hope busi-ness pays well,
its fly to me
but not the anxi-e-ty,
I I can BE all I CAN, B,
so the man see his potential,
them phrases
get you dazes,
praise overlordian
who got for the naughty men,
we go-

"Where they at? Where at? Where they at, c'mon. (x 5)"

Hut. Hut. Hike.
I strike like angry
It's gonna take more than MC's to these.
Please stop and roll a spliff
lift my to niggas get bowed and ripped
then I stomp 'em like a fire
I get much flyer
even in the
I adjust and skills
with frills,
no one will let me look
that we give too to the
still lovin it
how dubbin shit
on the DL,
you got the shit,
but I can do shit
and I'm gonna have a fit if you don't
you don't get props,
so get stops, it me
when boys be and boastin'
about the we enjoys, gee
whillickers, I serves
my to reach you
and beat a new
who had me frustrated
so I must it, invaded,
plus for the attack,
but I'm with the proper equipment
to rip shit. Yo, we flips it.

"Where they at? they at? Where they at, c'mon."