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Get Off My Yard
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Marlon Craft
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This should be played at high volume Preferably in a residential area Who really wanna come f**k with the kid? Feel like I'm God, put your trust in the kid They be sneak-diss cussin' the kid sh*t, at least they discussin' the kid I'm disgusting as sh*t, low limits to the f**ks I could give Sometimes, wanna kill the Internet It's like I've been through something with Syd, it's disruptive as sh*t All these functionless kids clickin' stuff to get lit I'm all grumpy and sh*t, b*t*h, get off my yard You don't really wanna see me get on my job Keep your voice down 'fore you set off my squad Lucky that you played out seven iPods 'Cause if you was more relevant, you might just get your head kicked in I'm ready as I ever been, my c*ck he be so elegant That college head on him were raised on New York City sediment Combined to make my "Suck my d**k" sound so eloquent, uh I'm feelin' like AND1 hot sauce 'Fore you can say "Ayo," man's done got cross Long list of demands for the pop-off You'd be shocked what my thoughts cost, who wan' f**k with me? Who really wanna come f**k with the kid? Feel like I'm God, put your trust in the kid They be sneak-diss cussin' the kid sh*t, at least they discussin' the kid I'm disgusting as sh*t, low limits to the f**ks I could give Sometimes, wanna kill the Internet It's like I've been through something with Syd, it's disruptive as sh*t All these functionless kids clickin' stuff to get lit I'm all grumpy and sh*t, b*t*h, get off my yard You don't really wanna see me get on my job Keep your voice down 'fore you set off my squad Lucky that you played out seven iPods 2020, comin' forward, I need all the money I've been takin' care you kids, I need alimony Back and forth with the flows, I need paddle for me Chatter for me, gradually gettin' kinda louder for me Oh, God (Oh, God), what they wan' do? (What they wan' do?) I've been so charged (So charged), I've been going through it (I've been going through) I should send a postcard (Postcard) at the old dudes (At the old dudes) 'Cause I'm so far (So far) from how y'all move (From how y'all move) I'm from where they'll step on your neck just to get ahead of you My head gettin' too big, I can't even fit a schedule You can live online but that won't save you when the rent is due Gave myself a feature 'cause I be me 'fore I'm ever you Who really wanna come f**k with the kid? Feel like I'm God, put your trust in the kid They be sneak-diss cussin' the kid sh*t, at least they discussin' the kid I'm all grumpy and sh*t, b*t*h, get off my yard You don't really wanna see me get on my job Keep your voice down 'fore you set off my squad Lucky that you played out seven iPods
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