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Thor with the hammer
Turn you to Flat Stanley
Crush kid's dreams like I work for Plan B

Ain't no mothaf**ka' gon' let me be me
I'ma let you be average, you'll see what I mean
Fiend but I'm still a genius
Please pay me my respect
Five chains, five friends
Eight but my vibe ten (woo)
Hiding in the shadows like a rougarou
VIP
Pinkie up
Laughing like, yo who is you?
Who are they?
Who are we?
All I know is who I be
Griff, a mythical beast
Truth what I speak fluently
Listen
I was meant to guard the gift
You cuff a b*t*h knowing damn well whosе heart she picks
I pick and choose еach maneuver I make
And let my energy travel to Mr. Hoover
Point out who we do damage to
Son superheros, swear to god I am Stan Lee
Mr. Hoover verse the world
Royal Polly family
B*t*h I’m a beast, I’m a monster, a banshee
Rain dance on I’m like Comanches
Got the bow and arrow
With my eye on the sparrow
Meaning I am god
I ain’t even trying hard
My regards to everyone who ever threw shade
On my crusade
Feeling like I am Richard the Lionheart
Mold the mind of Aristotle from Plato
Cell mates with Galileo cuz I dared to realign my stars
Ayo Griff, pa** the spliff
Give these hoes a d**k to suck and these rappers an a** to kiss

Ain't no spliff
It be a blunt full of Lambs Breath
She rack a couple out
Don't spill no coke on my damn bed
Sheets Versace
Be a fool to think she got me
Black Medusas on the shades
Descendant of Anunnaki
I'm that cracker, I'm that n***a, I'm that spic you criticizing
The muslim praying to the sun the second that it's rizing
Who are you?
Thought that we were human
Understand myself
Therefore my destiny's now a shoe-in
Wallies on my feet, black hat with a nine
I tell a b*t*h that she majestic, she go down every time
Wallies on my feet, black hat with a nine
One canvas worth your salary
Who's out of their mind?
This ladder I climb will have me staring at the Devine
Gla** ceilings get shattered like I shatter fragile minds
The name of my hero’s spelled capital I
Self-made, self-destructive, self actualized
Yahtzee
Watch me
I roll them dice
On my life, you’ll talk about me after I die
Burry me in my Mercedes in a mansion in the sky
With a pistol and a copy of the catcher in the rye
Y’all funny
I be laughing til I cry
You can’t match the pa**ion or the pride
If you about that action, give it a try
9th realm, mothaf**ka'
See you in hell, mothaf**ka'

If you ain't righteous, burn in Hell

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