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Yeah Check out www.blackedoutccity.com mother ***
yo let me get one thing straight for these lames you wouldnt have a shot at the rifle range
ive seen people come and go, they've try for days
I call them premature *** i'm surprised they 'came'
These new cats tryna catch rebounds off the back boards
I stick to The Roots like Questlove and Black Thought
You don't wanna cross this I talk to the bosses
You don't wanna cross this I talk to the bosses
I'm the only one, like Jon Jones' losses
I kick it with some monsters In and out my crew
So once you start beef There's nothing you can do
Give me the pen & pad and check out what your Uncle Drew
No Kyrie Irving but guarantee that I'm the 2
Meaning that I'm the *** Ain't nobody coming harder
They're getting cut at the top like I'm My Father's Barber
Look I'm never turning back 'til we're viewed by the millions
Stripping them of their belts like they're Sonny-Bill Williams
I ain't feeling them Start rubbing on your lucky charms
Serving rappers in One Bar, I don't work at The Palms
I'm ringing the alarms.. And no I never give a ***
The weight on my bars are more than you could ever lift
This is for a grand man, you think you got it?
HELL NO!
On the mic I drop it harder than The People's Elbow
Ripping them like Velcro In three lines like Shell Toes
We out chea!
It's best you just stay the hell home!
Sick of these wack cats thinking they're the man
You ***'s need to sit down To see where you stand
and, you'll come off like Silva getting defeated
But go for gold, break a leg, I'll let history repeat itself..
No one set the bar high enough for my Fosbury Flop
You sucking *** between a hard place and a rock
That's all they got and these chumps are going hundy
*** these rappers, A taxed tinny's closer to 1g