| Yeah
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| Let’s get real vulgar and loud in here, uh huh
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| Come on, peace to my corner
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| Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
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| And we ain’t holdin' blame for ya
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| Them niggas’ll kill, for real
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| Come on, peace to my corner
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| Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
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| And we ain’t holdin' blame for ya
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| Them niggas’ll kill, for real
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| Picture me stompin' you out, up on a flyin' train
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| Ripped Nikes on, hollow through your hollow brain
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| I suffocate cats, I rape tracks, all of this is late facts
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| I wished from the stove, it came, yes
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| Porsche racin' with Scottish pitts
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| Best fly rum in the world
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| I got your girl eatin' exotic dick
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| Anthrax pussy, the minks, whiskey king
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| Wrote my name on her face, yeah, yeah, kush me
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| Elevation keep the arm clustery, thousands of guns
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| We got money too, and we know how to fight someone
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| But niggas get burned and sodomized
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| Chopped into a capsule, amass cool, I’m that live
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| Yeah, shower that nigga down, he pussy
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| Tryna hang with wolves, yo, you still plain pussy
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| Don’t ever move, we’ll detonate
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| Fuck up your whole plantation in one night to separate |