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THE BROWN STAINS OF DARKEESE LATIFAH PART 6-12 (Remix) - Part 2 Only
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Tyler, The Creator
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sh*t, p*ss, f**k, c**t, c*cksucker, motherf**ker Anything that'll p*ss you muthaf**kas off I don't even smoke and I'm a level above of y'all b*t*h, you couldn't reach me with a ladder and a calling card I'm special, n***a Who the f**k are you?! I'm special, n***a They used to tell me to calm down, said I have a problem Now I'm runnin' sh*t, that's why you never see me wearin' joggers Lead by example, how? All y'all is my son and I ain't never had a f**kin' father Boy, I'ma bring the noise I got my own beat and we all got drums What these weapons about? We're just flexin' about You on your grind but who the one that got the wep at their house? b*t*h, I do this on purpose, you n***as don't got a purpose This n***a call me a clown, n***a I own the circus Stack is sittin' in my pocket folded like a papaya You know I golf b*t*h like I been sleepin' with Tiger Woody woody, my mob, mob is goodie we Oddkast We O-K-K-K just like the clan hoodie Golf sh*t packet, rip it out the f**kin' package In that all pink fit lookin' like a f**kin' faggot Who the f**k you think you f**kin' with, n***a!? I'm a bad case of I don't even know I gotta to tear the sh*t out of this goddamn house I think that I'mma blow my muthaf**kin' brains out Tyler, take a chill pill, n***a
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