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[Dice] Man y'all niggas on some sentimental shit A nigga like me on some send a missile shit My pen is quick to kill a insignificant lyricist mother father brother Sister on some miss you shit Y'all rappers trash and I don't know what to tell ya Even a sick beat ain't gon' help ya Associate me with dope kinda like drug paraphernalia You don't suck balls? Bitch you gon' suck this pair if I nail ya A chick'll never leave me I keep my pockets hella creamy like Alfredo sauce on a Fettuccine Talking beef? You better hope you never see me 'cause the P-90 I keep it on me like Yella Beezy [Julius] We on a different tip we a another hustle gang Hard hitters like a uppercut from James Clubber Lang I can rap about skills or rap about my f*cking pain I got deep cuts you got surface scars I mean we ain't cut the same Brother mane I be on some other shit I don't give a f*ck about that Jussie shit I knew Jamal was lying but still tell them MAGA supporters suck a Dick Speaking of sucking dick my chick's sucking it like it's succulent Y'all stay talking bout your drippin' I see it You niggas better keep your drippin' a secret 'Cause I'll make a nigga run the jewels like rap group when the mac Shoot Turn your drip into leaking you bitches is bleeding period [Demetrius] Stroke of genius stroke of genius I suffer from a stroke a stroke of genius I got that ironic flow when I fix my mouth spit broken English I'm the dopest linguist I stitch words together like sewing seamstress so it seems I didn't Sow a seam so it's seamless I can paint the Mona Lisa in my sleep when I hold a paint brush You can see every stroke is genius I'm sick of competing with niggas I'm out of your league I'm tired of your squadron that's army fatigue In a battle of wits I might as well rip your arms out of your sleeves 'Cause you unarmed now I'm out of your reach (haha) [KXNG Crooked] Weight of the world on my squads poor shoulders We made Go Karts with lawnmower motors Slang dope is what the hardcore taught us Or you'll be living under cardboard homeless Life is harder than Jeopardy with the answers 'Cause even Alex Trebek is infected with deadly cancer I glance at my niggas slaving they never eat with the masters I cleverly peep the bastards for ever sleep with the blaster (Pow pow pow) I spit flame every verse is a comet I change the earth like the birth Of Muhammed I'm god in flesh like Jesus Christ my life on this earth is iconic Throwing up East side like I wrote my Turf in some vomit Come on keep burning your chronic and learn from my logic Diss the West Coast I put you in a hearse on hydraulics Murder the brolic worse than the Taliban I'ma violate ya Disperse an atomic bomb and annihilate you cuz All your verses melodic (haha) You none rapping motherf*ckers (haha) Wack MC's W-w-w-w-wack MC's (Yeah business)
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