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For real though who really got
Flown on the edge, got the ledge hangin' out of the
Bird chest witcha winderous
Around you'll be meat inside of a meal sack
Puny little bucks hit the jake
But that doesn't nothin' to the heart within
You cramped up you and team, I'm amped up
And you can't dib me

My shine, what the is on your
Little rappers better hit the grind
Other brothers motivated, they can't do it
Not did I penetrate it I ran through it
My music comes on and we at the dance
Inside of your mind or of my pants?
Musical intention we have is vast
You sick, a NyQuil, well, I'm dead on your

Oh well, then here comes the
Tips on some sugars but you yap on sellin' friends
Now your party is blown
Real name is Kamal, I'm in zone
It's rap time for you, that means nap
Preachin' my joint, what the I'ma clap mine
Singin songs of 6 pence it's
your at the end like the sixth sense

Heavy knockin' shit out the park
You couldn't even really play tell me why did you
Spittin' sharp blades laced with
You wanna play around kid, I'm not a walk at the
A in the park or your playground
Put on your headphones, tell me how grenades
Put on your walkmase and go the town
Q-Tip abstract how I down

All my bitches, dance if you know that you dam
Let drip on the dance floor if you wanna
Get
That, bust gats
Better let 'em in they rush that 'cuz they wanna
Get

Blick, sick
Get
you can get off my and
Get
I'm on the hook get on your good foot
And blow up the spot for all of you that's how we
Get

with the brand new quickly we pan to
The young man with intentions to ban you
that people need an aid today
So many away, so many fiend to stay
I really rhyme 'cuz I feel I should say
While the fraudulent act just so they cop rings
Or maybe because when they was
They was fronted on and alone to have they own fun
Now they've all up to be
I'm giving you the will you tie up the lassos

You swing dangling peach trees
While I sip my Daqaris in the west breeze
Writing so exciting the pen it
Drippin' out gems that's converted to hems and
People be it from now to they next to kin
My family is starvin', you they want me to win
Me forfeit, get off it
Send a check in my name to my
Mutombo in the lane, yo I it
Abstract comin' through witness the

Hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the off