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

My shine, the is on your mind?
Little weakling rappers better hit the
brothers ain't motivated, they can't do it
Not did I penetrate it I ran through it
My music on and we march at the dance
Inside of your mind or of my pants?
Musical intention we have is vast
You sick, drink a NyQuil, well, I'm on your

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

hitters knockin' shit out the park
You couldn't even really play tell me why did you
Spittin' sharp blades laced bleach
You wanna around kid, I'm not a walk at the beach
A stroll in the park or your
Put on your headphones, me how grenades sound
Put on walkmase and go underneath the town
Q-Tip abstract how I gets

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

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

with the brand new quickly we pan to
The young man with intentions to ban you
Seems that need an aid today
So fade away, so many fiend to stay
I really rhyme 'cuz I feel I should say
While the fraudulent act raps so they cop rings
Or maybe because when was young
They was on and left alone to have they own fun
Now they've all 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 west breeze
so exciting the pen it keeps
Drippin' out gems that's converted to 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
Mutombo in the lane, yo I it
Abstract through witness the bull

Hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the off