Get ready motherfuckers!
You canand't fuck with the [spanish]
please no interruptions
your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun
like my rag top six-five
smash you with the switches
the hitch is, youand're gettin too big for your britches
why you runnin like bitches
with your tail up, iand'm the thug pirate
put the sail up - your whole crew frail, what
you want this joint, suck it inhale nut
niggas are feelinand' this track in braile, huh
weand're grade a while you motherfuckers fail, what
you understand, immitators gotta bail up
to all the males and females ganginand' up
all on my cell phone talkinand' shit, hanginand' up
i gotta show you how a nigga bang it up
slanginand' cuts
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Your squad against mine
youand're minor leagues with major
detail the plans like verse
hit hard, catch you off guard
another victory
i slay rappers with precision
i got vision like anakin
you panicinand' iand'm leavin you stiffer than a mannequin
my high lyrics constantly brain damaginand'
brandishinand' a fire arm, still managinand'
hurt niggas, bandaginand' who give my lyrics
that play like a mandalin
i hold my mic like my dick, but you handlinand'
i kill flows on tracks who abandoninand'
i eat you like pussy, then take a sample,
then spit fire in the places you standinand' in
i take a fool to the hill
light a candle then you in the dark stuck part in the scandalinand'
now i see your whole brainand's scramblinand'
donand't like what you hear, change the channel then nigga
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i spark cells of a rhythm
you best listen, get it over with
stolen shit, rollin it, cypress owninand' it
bitinand' niggas clonin it,
i got a dog got a bone to pick, you holdinand' it
suck it hard swallow easy, put a soul in it
your bodyand's on the floor, head got a hole in it
the weed master, rhyme killer, mic controllinand' it
you still fuckinand' but your wack, ainand't throwinand' it
stepped in shit, now your chillinand' all alone in it
head full of hair, still ainand't combinand' it
five child in the world whoand's ropinand' it
never know if iand'm high or iand'm throwinand' shit
i got you stuck in the twilight zone on shit
iand'm the owner of the fat joint you rollinand' with, bitch
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