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(album: Money, Bitches, Power - 2013)


You know niggas always wanna be right
Do anything to tite us from the mike
Kids are fuck, man
Who cares to disagree, pretending

Extending this strenuous verbal in a histamine
Who gets the beam, tries the wise with broken legs
Hip the thighs, rip the shreds,
Thick them dies, clip them sliped
God's... constrictum chip, to miss the motherfucking lyrics
Volcanic, any second explode panic
Attacking niggas, slapping niggas
Put em in the trunk and kidnap them niggas
I got 5 balls aimed that way
Any day to die and I'm a die today
Before I let you take what's mines
Take up time, motherfucker, I'm a die today
Before I let you take up mines, listen to me
Clap the 9 and clap your spine
Before I let you take my mine
The penalty for poetry perjury is indiseration
Columbine through the mike line indignation
Piranha fish is poisonous presentation
White bitches that can sniff up glaciers
Rhymes to move continents can lift up asia
Put down the compound, rip up stages
Pages, a pyro burnt up gauges
But, it's a must and it might get handle me
Get used for extermination
Crocodile skin, termisi rhymes
Penitentiary mind man a young benabin
Hawkenstein double o grind
7 mac 11's at the same damn time
Tell the 5th brigade, suicide train
Got it kurt cobain, blowing out my brain
Nothing seem the same, heaven's out of range, listen.

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