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Check It, Listen
I said how many hits does it take to get, a hole in the center of your face with my right hand b*tch.
A nigg* ever cross the line ima make you see my steal come out the back of your head.
When I present say Beabaracas in the place (yeah i said it)
Kick a nigg* playin soccer witcha face, my nigg* you playin with fire smashin every Harry, Tom an d*ck the rapper cut the peace im very interested in conflict nigg*.
Copper watch turn it up a notch purchase couple rocks shine to much when you look away you see movin color blotches. Credentials is some legend s**t you can check it I command a certain level of respect my nigg* check my method.
Jump back follow my instructions while we pump crack reggeanomic track see I officially run that, spit flow that will spill like a funnel and pack clubs like traffic in the battery tunnel.
Listen, you fake doin scams I bein pullin spoof pop like you, make sure your feet is bullet proof.
Coz im aiming for you, dont peace p*ssy, dont push me leaving u mushy smelling like as* and vagina sumbadusi.. I think you arowack your a darowak always into getting there bone marrow cracked, crome barrow crack thats when you will start to sing a tune im killing snitches and fkin a lot of witched bring a broom.
But I aint really trustin none of these hoes, especially if they aint cooking and cleaning pressing my clothes, s**t it ill b*tch if u buggin like all this s**t is sweet see ima dog I pi*s by hydrant and fk em in the street.
fk a corp or lay a b*tch nigg* on the concrete I got a fake day posimate sending nigg* the beat. So I cant continue to beat you brutal and abusive like a scavenger you watch me giving tha streets the exclusives now.
A lotta need to stop babbling a migrate street s**t b*tch I live the rotten apple mind state I layed off the henny so I can focus on u treat you like jews and give it to you kosher for my .
s**t historical like mummys in an open tomb salute the general when I be stepping in an open room. mostly brag and I be poppin s**t and im ready and willing cakin out and poppin on a nigg* like a fken contract killing.
Blackin out is exactly what I be doin every day salute the general b*tch and just check my fkin resume. Weed be all up in my lungs when the crop harvest spaz out on a random nigg* like my name artesck.
Watch alotta suffocating never breathin in and sentence a couple to they death like scott peterson b*tch just know that im a flipmode soldier and I will damage anything I thought someone woulda told ya!
