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Im coming up
Through the scene
Like im on
The tv screen
So move bitch
Get out the way
You're ready for a battle
But today ain't the day
But all over the city
I hear you talking shitty
But now i got my pen and paper
With me
And it's truely brutal
Indisputable pharmaceutical
In a cubical more than beautiful
Light the cuticle
And bend over backwards
With bass ackwards
And mass hurds
Of the planet
And i cant stand it
How these bitches
Cant even man it
Like Mr hamet
Oh god damn it
There he goes again
Acting so crazy
Cant blame me
For telling the truth
As it was written
Might as well call me
Dollar bill clinton

Hook

If you thought your mans
And them could flow
Then Youre about to get
Rolled on
Turn up the heat
Get smoked like
I got the stove on
Moron
Go on
Talk that shit
Your style is money
As counterfeit
The ryhmes that you speak
Cant compete not to the beat
And not to my feet
Which should be bouncing
Off the concrete street
But i bet you feel
A flow like this
Wondering how i do it so well
Causing nothing but mischief
Just like in 98
In game 6
With 7 seconds left
Bitch i cant miss
Just like i should
When i give it to her
I give it to her all wood
All hood not necessary
But that good
And she understood
Who the man is
And what the plan is

Hook

undermine he demise in disguised
Because her lies were coming out her eyes
Telling me that im her boyfriend
But she's cheating on with other guys
Aint a suprise
No not to me
Mr G. O. D. D. O. To the double G
Muther fuk
You cant see me
Cant believe me
But i am the og

Hook