Five minute drill

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Only thing I need that is THC
With that deep ass sleep
Just freeze the heat.
Like when Jordan left the bulls to carry more w's
Two or three more years before I retire the trouble shoot.
But for now it's nothing but trouble whoo!
Why would you allow an arrogant bitch to humble you?
Get off on watching you stumble, too
Loose flower crumbled,ew.
Cooch sour, stung my tooth.
Oops now ya crunch all, used.
A hunch, y'all screwed.
But you got balls to
Stand tall in the prescience of doom.
Keep edging your group
Think the day they better come soon.
Then I show you five percent of my limit, you livin' dumb dude.
Because I keep winnin' so hush, move
Along your way, this ain't your song today.
Bitch ill take all the way
If you wanna pull out the pen then it's bombs away.
That goes deeper then you think.
Jewish holiday, might have to concentrate, to reach up to the level of me.
Pedal past ink.
With the flow, the cadence
Alone taking souls of the greatest.
Wrote in five minutes , amazing
Homeless but I,
Am no longer home sick on the mic.
Jogging the hike
That y'all tell me to take, through hell and pain, all twenty twenty five
But next year, I'm a show you why I'm the best here and of all time.
Ding, ding, bell rings, as the page is melting, but no pause time.
That was the oven, set it ,up gen.
What ever heat you come with, bet I'm, upin'
The temperature, would be insecure, but it's w-winter
Hearts frozen, but arms holdin, the hype hoe thermia
So high so early, uh.
Anyways I can wife yo girly, bruh.
Only dikes like a bitch, that's surely what
Is going on with this fuck.
Well chubs, You still suck
Will ya, groom still bud.
Kill ya, few will come
Close, closed eyes and still won.
//:sung
Hope I'm,
Still the
GOAT, vibes
Built up
//: rapped
But never pushed down.
Still Gained the devils crown.
You can mask your monsters, but can't mask that you stank.
First and last to haunt ya, but the last takes your place.
Then throws the throne in the grave.
Because this was never about a title but about chains.
Slavery, of the young age
Hatin me because the truth Is all I gave
And so far that's all gained
But it's worth it, souls is what I'm earnin'
After losing mine the first time I was choppin serpents
Mobbin' verses , and was hoppin curtains.
Fuck actors this ain't no curtain call after
All of them are no shows, won't show my balls bastard?
I see past your lies, I'm free from the disguise.
Like I said I'm done.
Just had to prove I won.
Untouchable...look every lock into this album.
Got some deep shit to talk about.
Nothing but truth though.
Crispy.

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