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You're too smart for me sister
I guess, I I'm afraid
There is nothing too be afraid of

Let me introduce you to the wild, wild west
But the real wild west I ain't talking Will Smith
Cowboys, bandits, gangbangers and cheap hoes
Ride round town with a bandana and ill flow
Bare knuckle using no six shooter, I'm real brutal piss shooter
I'm pretty witty with it, don't need tutors
I'm riding horseback waiting for the next stack of cash but the catch is I never made jack
My vibe doctor, the Molly Miller, who gone missing, the Godzilla, a dead J Dilla, Bismillah
Not the realest or illest spitter who lives, I'm just tryna get a little bit of happiness, no skrilla
I'm straight-snapping these straight jackets, I'm brain-bashing
Lane passing lames, and I'm dane smashing I'm soul-snatching
Been attacking you, but
You panicking 'cause
These bars got you mannequins scuffed
Satanic, you what?
(Bllt bllt bllt)

I don't think you're really real
No I don't really think you're real
Show me how you really feel
And don't hold back yourself
You're claiming that you will to steal
Claiming this and that but still
Still, ay' let's talk about it
You say they always 'bout it
But wait till I call you out, then you break
Can you close your mouth and

I eat pizza from the crust
Keep losers under my Timbs
I ain't ever trusted rules
Since I grew my lungs and limbs
What I think is what I do
And what I do is what I think
Call me outsider but still
I'm in tune with what's within. (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't setting up shit up for you
All you clowns have been upset
My crew kicking in the crib
Then walks around with chicken legs
Serpent lord puffin'immortal he's the loudest in the pack
Feel like I am full of life
Rap like I've a minute left
Talk with
Caps lock on and I don't
Grasp my dong
When I
Rap on stage or else my
Hand goes numb
I'm implying that my phallus is so vast and long
That when I try to pick it up my blood-flow can't prolong
I'm what's real
Define me?
You can't define me
No I ain't signing legally binding deals for money
It's in the fine print
Your hijinks grimey
The fair behind me
Redefine the field
EXO

I don't think you're really real
No I don't really think you're real
Show me how you really feel
And don't hold back yourself
You're claiming that you will to steal
Claiming this and that but still
Still, ay' let's talk about it
You say they always 'bout it
But wait till I call you out, then you break
Can you close your mouth and
You say they always batter your way
Then they call you out, then you break
Can you close your mouth and

I'm still a bad man
Maybe your path isn't changing, Arthur
My path, is coming to an end Reverand
I know, son...
I know...
And I know you will face your destiny like a man...
Like a warrior

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