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i'm kinda fuckin shit up
still with a limp like i'm tellin my dick to get up
shakin up babies and makin the spit up
you are maybe gonna get it ahhh shut up
might as leave myself alone
i can't fight it my fist in a ball like i wanna punch a
did i get on
3 and i'm at it
5 down i'm high as a motherfucker an addict
and an addict im addin habits to an tragic
situation now im back and forth in a panic
but i see everything in my future as
see i pen and my pen has got me at advantage
probably me in the hamptons up in a hammock
im 50 thousand my babies up in the hammock
rock n hop in yo 85 and lock and load
i am a crock ima pop bottles with pots of
i am just i am just a lion with primal
i am highness without fine or designer clothes
i am the thorn on the stem i am not the
if pimpin was rippin i would rip the entire
i'm so pimpin im sippin dew from a bowl
9 to 5 i go
9 to 5 i go
money in out, wiz khalifa
but i'm forever like the chiefers
a new york
you should put me on
a chainsaw brains all on the cleaver
killa oh my god yea im a godzilla
odd thrilla odd odd past too
our we me he the millimeter zing zing
see thee he the 22 crews
he's clean cleaner than some new
meaner than a
new hair big news
yelawolf is on the track CHOO
i enter the intstrumental like a shit moves
you faggots aint gettin women lip clues
shit dudes
im ok why cuz im
cool enough to refrigerate a ate glue
with my groove
just by next to
drop an ice on the mic
a nice brewed tea ice brewed
and a hike nice shoes
damn right or take a bite for a nice
cuz im
wait im a great
ima make
author
hearts ima take charge and play
to get ima spit
gods and
to the wait
grow up and embrace me as a made
my pants got with a rake and i made it hard
for and snake charmers who waste this great harvest
i farmed it
give to a & r's
blazed trail then i set sail on the main target
hit the target
the game and i made
waves and artists
switch and bite and twitch and shake and rob and like i play garden
they hopin i see em i give em a and a main pardon
you rob me and get sold for a great
the you could do for the truth is pay homage
i see the cracks the its way common
im sick wait i may vomit
cuz im a great comet im comin pray
jesus christ ima this life's drama
to be the bloodline of the i see gonna
so leave me not when you speak of the son of a bitch
im in blues
me what you wanna
white is my skin
is my persona
red is the tip of the flame, guess burning under
yela, and 333 is my number