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Ok start it up again bar it up again
We've returned to get up and flip
I got laser targeting on your cardigan
Maybe you should just run and dip
See this ain't your partisan or for parliament
What we do is no puppet shit
Madder Martigan beg your pardon friend
You were hating from your fucking whip
Windows up put the music down
Metamucil with the moody sound
Got em going to the John and juking now
Like they shoulda never let the dude in town
But the rug really tied the room together
White Russians sipping who knew better
I been mic crushing with the voodoo letters
Who's as live fucking with the Beaucoup getters
Got stamina they got stammered back
Like fuck the world they just had the clap
Lazy whores with a magic flap
Hating half the tracks like a Thanos snap
Bring on the hate and just keep it all coming if you feel familiar
Just one of the reasons you're still out there freezing and we're not familia
I'm making an album but taking my time I just wanna be killing ya
These other cats rushing they raps and they projects are full of the fillerers uh
I don't wanna be the one to bring it to you half assing
I'm telling these kids to be cash grabbing that they have passion
They don't understand any math packing or craft stacking
Bars cheese so they might as well get into Kraft Mac'ing
Surprising to me that these new trends catching so many feelings now
Some people just get much older see numbers don't really have meaning now
So Gimme beaties loud and I'll beat em down
Words are weapons an my fleet is proud
To be heat seeking an we keeping crowns
Can't hold us can't keep us down
Can't fold us can't creep around
Damn bolder with a meaner sound
I'm the clam smoker she gon' keep around
So yeah sometimes I feel like they blocking my shine down
I been hedonistic and I'm looking for mine now
If you see my soul running tell it to climb down
Cuz I need it back we got something to write down

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