know you in trouble when this boy in the slaughter about the bubble like boiling water i'm out for the green like a celtics hat lit fuse about the blood with a bomb shelter at i'm an emcee be hot to my last days and you not found your spot in the ashtray can't get down with you got a corny styling yeah that's like a 2-2 and a 40-caliber think of slick emcees i'm the epitome take it to wherever you be like deliveries leave my paper trail all cash jobs team moving at the same time like a flash mob every time ram record me on the mic nothing but clever versus the story of my life and i've been rapping a lot of rappers appearing out of nowhere look at what the wind dragged in
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one hand watch the other i make it equal and bring you street justice with this paralegals the role is run strictly by association but me i'm only guilty of my motivation won't catch me riding dirty on my way to filthy the power is innocent but i ain't guilty bombing you phenomenal when i spit it i came from out the dark like trying to close the riddick your rap style oh like a four-pro while my [ __ ] be lit like a strobe i'm in go mode i'm nuts with the flow raps crack the skull like a pistachio i got a cannon that's remote control i could end position and shoot all from my phone

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