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For though who really got sent
Flown on the edge, got the hangin' out of the window
Bird chest witcha winderous
Around you'll be hemps meat of a meal sack
little bucks better hit the jake
But that doesn't nothin' to the heart within
You cramped up you and team, I'm amped up
And you can't dib me

My shine, what the is on your
weakling rappers better hit the grind
Other brothers ain't motivated, they do it
Not only did I it I ran through it
My music comes on and we at the dance
Inside of your or inside of my pants?
Musical intention that we have is
You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm dead on

Oh well, then here comes the
Tips on sugars but you yap on your sellin' friends
Now party is completely blown
Real name is Kamal, I'm in completely
It's rap time for you, that nap time
Preachin' from my joint, what the clap mine
songs of 6 pence it's intense
Surpise your at the end the sixth sense

Heavy hitters shit out the park
You even really play tell me why did you start
Spittin' sharp blades with bleach
You wanna play kid, I'm not a walk at the beach
A in the park or your playground
Put on headphones, tell me how grenades sound
Put on your walkmase and go the town
abstract how I gets down

All my bitches, if you know that you dam sure
Let your drip on the dance if you wanna
Get
That, that bust
Better let 'em in 'fore they rush 'cuz they wanna
Get

Blick, piano
Get
you can get off my and
Get
While I'm on the hook get on good foot
And blow up the for all of you 'cuz that's how we
Get

Comin' with the brand new we pan to
The young black man intentions to ban you
Seems that people an aid today
So fade away, so many fiend to stay
I really 'cuz I feel I should say things
the fraudulent act raps just so they cop rings
Or maybe because when was young
They was fronted on and left alone to have own fun
Now all grown up to be
I'm giving you the rope will you tie up the

You dangling from peach trees
While I sip my Daqaris in the south breeze
so exciting the pen it keeps
Drippin' out gems that's to hems and then
be hummin' it from now to they next to kin
My is starvin', you know they want me to win
Me forfeit, get off it
Send a check in my to my office
in the lane, yo I toss it
Abstract comin' through the bull

Hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the off