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[Verse 1:
All the fellas go ape shit, I spit the boiling heat
Plus I put it down for the ladies like a seat
I destroy the beat, the one E created
Then we do a high five and get

Big Wax and DFD, my name abbreviated
are rated R bars, all of y'alls are PG rated
Elevated high like someone sprinkled us with pixie
us at a college town, sipping on a dixie cup

Sick as and unpredictable is how my vocal flow is
Inspired by crazy of thought, I got locomotives
I know you noticed that I flow the
When me and DFD team we steamroll opponents

The of Otis and the heart of John Lennon
Just a couple playboys with a of blonde women
The South Korean James Dean, the Dean Martin
Any human being starting shit is to be a target

This ain't and Robin
It ain't and Gabanna
This Biden and Obama
You should go and ask momma for a clue
who
This Sherlock and Watson
OJ and Johnnie
Malone and Stockton
if you got a problem with it too
who

[Verse 2:
My verses all proper
Turn the rapper to a Wal-Mart shopper
You ain't fresh, from concentrate
And the of quitting rapping is one that you need to contemplate

We the place and leave the ceiling collapsing
Any that we throw you know it's finna be cracking
All you rappers biting styles and jacking
There's like ten of mes and ten of these

I leave enemies mentally trapped in of fear and self-loathing
Feeling so small they could probably fit in elf
As for me, I'm a man
That'll rock it til the like the Titanic band

Wearing bright hammer pants you couldn't touch kind of ruckus
We're the type of mother throwing punches at your function
Chewing up these rappers like double mint gum
Spending hundreds at a club using government funds

[Verse 3:
With whack fuckers I just don't associate
I ain't mad at 'em I just hope they procreate
They gets no love, hate
like a kobe steak, they get slowly ate

Check the case, you can tell we never lose
Our videos get box office numbers, you get views
Ebenezer Scrooge money, racking up the
All we got is headbangers, like heavy metal dudes

You need to tell whoever's you up they need to pump the brakes
You couldn't spit my ad libs in five takes
Don't beat yourself up, we all dumb mistakes
You just more than anybody else fucking makes

The guys that you love to hate, puffing dank, purple
Type to party the night before another working day
The dynamic duo, better act you know
Two mother fuckers numero uno