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I don't like to be the center of attention I just like to be the ender of pretention It's like a crashed flight how this'll all go down Turn yo world upside down like you into the dimension All's fair love and war I got an intimate decision for you What you love more? Physical freedom or the mental? Which ever way is good for you Third-person view I make it hard to look at like an intricate depiction Deuce-deuce Interest wounds Small like Mysterio Come through Masked up Kickin' like miracles Yo b*t*h get behind you, she'll go where yo spirit go It go through you then hit yo Honey Nut, like a Cheerio Serial killer, I'm bone-chilling, catch you all alone sittin', chrome wingin' out like Fender to the dome hit him Nine out Now yo time out Like you don't listen Pull up some microwave and like a home kitchen Give that boy a Spirit flight If this n***a ride, he gon' pay more than travel flight Even though the baggage light Trust I know the sky is bright Even at the highest height We'll do you dead wrong, 'specially if the price is right I don't like to fight, I like to watch the n***a fight for life Blue and red dots poppin' out, look like Mike and Ike f**k what n***as heard, no bark, I bite boy I'm the Tyson type Get low, my left hold the load like I don't like the right I'm nicer than smooth talkin' Nicer than new carpets that you take yo shoes off in Nice as a good bargain, I'm nicer than wood sparkin' When times get harder, you remember the good parts that you had when it get darker Smoother than moonwalkin' pu**y n***as run they lips, I call that a poon faucet Red eyes, black rings around him runnin' through apartments Like it's through the garbage Outside like a racoon stalkin' .4 or .5 pound like a newborn baby Make a n***a move out like a newborn baby Got these muhf**kas panickin' like New World Order Got these muhf**kas frantic like the news reporter I got a scope n***a feeling froggy now he gotta croak The penalty is death, don't get change like a Audible If a n***a owe me, I'm the IRS I'm on his ass yesterday, n***a Y-E-S If he ain't a heavyweight, my n***a why he flex? Do not repress 'Cause I'll press and mines eat flesh I can't promise sh*t, just guarantee a timely death It's finally set A clean scene, his mommy wet The line that connect both soul and body, led A batty boy He pu**y cat, his body bled f**k a ninth life Ten shots Die hard Hit yo I-R-I-S Get yo eyeball wet
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