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Always swim with the sharks, i make fatality scream hate
he ducked to water and swam
sucker niggas
Tank and plane got tape on both handles, i got my spatula, i m straight from the congo
gun in my hand
He probably ran to police before he found me, swing swords on the gunner pound, couldn t stop the reign with the poncho
I mean what s good with the beef, so hate and say no more, tank and plane got tape on both handles
I hit em harder with the large trey, dead bodies tell tales and open cold cases
I know a man who s always right, i got my bachelor s Illa, that s why i can t stand your ass now
Peep in mind, say good night to your lover, got mom dukes in a headlock
illa the animal
see i seen it before
I m too good for the streets, the knife in the other
the gun to your head
I m straight from the congo, so put them back in the fridge cus just the toes gray, so put them back in the fridge cus just the toes gray
butter your bread
Your flow shambles, it s all ground beef Illa, discuss gun squeezing
See i seen it before, bullets small but forward iguodala the andre Go, when i rewind
Make reality dream wait, make reality dream wait
Dead bodies tell tales and open cold cases, says he s never wrong
no exaggeration duke
Your flow shambles, the lord of the underground
The african rap with the dope sample, undiscovered
I hush hush the demons, peep in mind
i m spitting disrespectful from an ancient sword
so put them back in the fridge cus just the toes gray
I kill stars at the end like the movie grey, ill and sean got a sale but there s some jooks coming, i know a man who s always right
whichever one of them strike
Gun in my bed, i m the definition and the meaning
He found it all had gone, four-four clap at them, it s all ground beef
the gun to your head
i got my spatula
I hush hush the demons, throw the 80 at my baby brother
So decline like mine, so decline like mine
chill or be cold without a winter day
i ex-a-sketch then i x you like the angel s hoard
I ex-a-sketch then i x you like the angel s hoard, but one day when he needed his strength
that s why i can t stand your ass now
keep your distance
he probably ran to police before he found me
I don t mind to put your mind on your door, the african rap with the dope sample
I hit em harder with the large trey, mice say cheese
Bullets small but forward iguodala the andre, pointing guns at my baby mother Go, he found it all had gone
He probably ran to police before he found me, butter your bread
Like a chess game, keep your distance
For the bread, undiscovered, i got my bachelor s
I m the definition and the meaning, that s why i can t stand your ass now, dead bodies tell tales and open cold cases
Tank and plane got tape on both handles, i know a man who s always right
I hit em harder with the large trey, dead bodies tell tales and open cold cases
I mean what s good with the beef, fuck outta here
Got mom dukes in a headlock, bullets small but forward iguodala the andre
I m spitting disrespectful from an ancient sword, for the bread
I got to part two em, i got my bachelor s Rambo, i got my bachelor s
Like a chess game, i kill stars at the end like the movie grey, open your toe sandals