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Psycho Pass
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Xavier Wulf
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I'm coming through the front, I ain't worried 'bout shit Trying to harm me I leave his ass like a tip I'mma tell you now, I'mma twist him like a hip Then smoke a blunt by my motherf*cking self I don't give a f*ck 'bout none of you here Bitch, I only rap just to let you niggas hear And when we do a show your fan base disappear Bitch, I ain't lying I'mma keep it sincere Bitch, since when could you chill up over here? Bitch, hit the road like a motherf*cking deer Get hit too, shit bitch might as well I don't even talk all a ho do is tell I'm standing on a boat finna set the damn sail I burn incense because my brain likes the smell She get a whiff and thought that it was a spell I ain't say come but she at the hotel f*ck a nigga mean, me and my niggas don't be f*cking with niggas We give no f*ck 'bout none of you niggas Or whoever with you I pull up to my nigga then'll spark Blunts already rolled what the f*ck a nigga thought? East Memphis streets still burning damn hot Police might as well live up on the damn clock That's why I stay in the goddamn house On the damn couch while I eat take-out Text T.A. when the weed run out Call T-Bo when we finna swerve out I be on the beach feeling like a bird now Smoking on a ounce on the roof of the house Master Roshi tried to kick a nigga out 'Cause I had a sack I ain't tell his ass about Bitch you f*cking know what the f*ck do we about Hollow Squad Blunts don't never fade out (Bitch!)
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