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I just try to stick to myself (Yeah)
There's too many snakes in the grass (Too many)
Too many fakes in the game
Many two-faced men want holes in my back (My back)
I just wanna write my raps and retire my mom and dad (My dad)
So excuse me please, I'ma do me
And you can get the f**k off my back (Ooh!)

Yo, I'm almost to a milli and I made it without spending
A single cent on the pay-per-click AdSense
Other rappers wanna say they didn't pay for their promotion
But I got papers that say that sh*t's a fat fib
Now I don't know if rappers diss me on the low
So they can brag to their friends that they dissed me and I didn't even know
But you can tell by the tone that they know
That they don't stand a chance if we go toe to toe
But I digress this, why stress this?
Lions don't concern themselves with sheep, why test Crypt?
Boy, I'm on fire like a tire in a wrecked pit
Try and blow out my flame, boy, that's a death wish
It's become a common misconception when I rap it rapid
People think I'm babbling about nothing
But I'm saying twice the stuff in half the time
You complain 'cause you tried and it came out sucking
f**k, every day back on the same topic
When this gonna stop? All this dissing is nonsense
I would rather work together than to b*t*h about it
Get up on a record with me, spit it
Then we'll get a crowd to sit around and listen to us spit
And then we'll get a tally of the better sounding spitter
It's simple, let's get it now, go count it out
I guarantee that you will see that all your votes ain't even close
To equaling half of the votes for me

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