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I'm running, running through the jungle |
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Running like a slave through the underground tunnel |
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Told y'all niggas that I'd get these bitches |
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Cause I spit till my lips need 16 stitches |
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I am lyrical intrusion |
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You bitches can't see me like I'm really an illusion |
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I hop up on your face and do my mother******* two-step |
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Till I knock the meat out like a mother******* toothpick |
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Uh, I'm nasty nigga, like Nas, like Kim, like Cassie pictures |
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Like I'm ******* Chris Stokes or that Raz-B nigga |
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Or the skin on the feet of a ashy nigga |
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I am whatever they say I am |
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Bumping like the asses on them thick bitches at Stadium |
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************* them other bitches I sound better in the place of them |
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I killed this shit, this the mother******* requiem |
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Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face |
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Calls from overseas like a mother******* crusade |
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Crack rock and you can hit it till your nose hurt |
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Rooftop Brooklyn, made this shit in Covert |
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I run New York, I run New York |
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I am zero past a hundred, spitting like a dragon |
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That went missing from a dungeon |
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Y'all a bunch of niggas getting trippy off of nothing |
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Tie a rope around your neck and let me kick you off a bungee |
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I'm satan, and I'm a take your ass to church now |
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Running my fields and you midgets on your first down |
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I love it when these bitches know I'm better than them |
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Cause I don't hear, not a word or a letter from them |
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I'm a fire in the midst of a forest 'round bitches |
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And I rap elliptical orbits round bitches |
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Anaconda, I sit with an open mouth, bitches |
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And you bitches are lyrically |
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Like some ******* down syndrome, no offence |
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No shade 'n all, but y'all bitches on knees like babies crawl |
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You can catch me out in Covert, chilling like a stoop kid |
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Yeah I hear you, don't talk bitch, do |
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Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face |
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Calls from overseas like a mother******* crusade |
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Crack rock and you can hit it till your nose hurt |
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Rooftop Brooklyn, made this shit in Covert |
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I run New York, I run New York |
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I run New York, I run New York |
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I'm lyrical and I'm general |
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Take shots, but never subliminal |
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Don't stop, continue on running around |
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But never in intervals, can't stomach the shit that I'm fin'na do |
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Ya'll niggas want the shit that I'm giving you |
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If you front, I'm gonn put and end to you |
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I'm like Scorpion, bitch I will finish you |
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Make it nasty, real, real nasty |
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Why you bitches running like you will get past me? |
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Won't happen, you bitches could get on, when I'm off it |
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Try to cross me now, you be going in a coffin |
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It's just me, myself and I |
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Talk tough shit and I'm a beat you till you die |
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Ask why? Because I'm better than you'll ever be |
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That's why my shit make your shit seem lighter than Heavy D |
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Sick bitch, chicken noodle soup face |
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Calls from oversea like a mother******* crusade |
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Crack rock and you hit it till your nose hurt |
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Rooftop Brooklyn, made this shit in Covert |
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I run New York, I run New York |
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I run New York, I run New York |
