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(We ain't goin' nowhere) Yeah... (We ain't goin' nowhere) Yeah... This shit sounds like when the gates of hell open, nigga It's that "Mad Max Beyond The Thunderdome" shit (We ain't goin' nowhere) (We ain't goin' nowhere) Devilish… Alchemist… Marci… There boy, Marc baby Yeah this shit feelin' like the Reaper in the room Shit gets dark Like Death pullin' up Can you fuck with me? Never Last days shit Yeah… Like when the sand of an hourglass is runnin' out Yeah… Motherfucker Yo, swingin' swords got finger sores The source is leakin' from my pores Left the port with these Puerto Rican broads My deepest thoughts is the secrets of peace and war I'm on top of the heat, y'all beneath Can not compete in the sport Cop a seat, form a line to speak with boss I'm a dominant elite The Queens is like how much semen cost Ride the cleanest Porsche Prolly in sneakers y'all never seen before Obviously I'm eatin' quite decently I don't need y'all support For y'all to get on the feast I'm the key to the door While my Hennessy was being poured All my demons were torched My genes was reinforced by me pingin' off on a cerebral horse Indeed the Lord he dipped me in seasoning salt Don't push me I will put hands and feet on a whore My mini mansion is so clean you can eat off the floor Peep the decor, ? imported from Singapore The last of my enemies all she saw was meat on the sword Safe to say we chopped it up a bit The choppa dump intense tear the bumper of the trunk of ya Benz Crash and hit the store front the business was crushed to bits The hood of the trunk was sunken in Like the cheeks on a fiend from suckin' a stem Thin look like Skeleton covered in skin The kid spotted you In the scrubs I was bustin' a Pis' Juggler slit Whoever think they fukkin' with this can jump off a cliff Nigga Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp (We ain't goin' nowhere) (We ain't goin' nowhere) (We ain't goin' nowhere) (We ain't goin' nowhere) Yeah… Yo… They tried to mine my talent like diamonds by the carat Knew I was savage soon as I climbed out the barracks Wine and chalice I'm in the Sahara with Arabs I'm too arrogant for Donna Karan I only respond if the bag is massive Hov gave me a dap Right afterwards he stabbed Un in the abdomen I jumped in a cab with an African No cap I'm just takin' it back a bit The past that was written on the tablet I crafted it with a pick What my image is can't be captured in the pit I'm on the same pill Bradley Adams had in "Limitless" This the pen that printed Schindler's list I might stick the shit in your appendix and twist Finish my dinner, we had spinach and fish I sip the chris my bitches french kiss Adventurous my fingertips bent on the end of the cliff I'm still the shit no matter which way the pendulum swing The ship went adrift and hit Gilligan's wave Gotta lift the yay with a shipping crane Shit had the strip lookin like a traditional Christmas day Turn your living space to camp Crystal Lake Might pistol whip you to the base until the nickel plated breaks Pimp I'm in a whole different space I'm in a distant place you can't come visit my cave I'm hittin' My nigga this is where the wizard stays Shit is laced Like something that the late Prince graced Sometimes I pinch myself in Disbelief Ooow I can't believe this shit, nigga Huh crazy, huh You know where I'm from, nigga? (We ain't going' nowhere) (We ain't going' nowhere) Six fifty five, nigga (We ain't going' nowhere) (We ain't going' nowhere)
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