Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,
But i wear mine on my head, supreme
I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.
And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen
C.r.e.a.m over niggas! get the dollar machine!
All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen
Mind's eye spinning, desperately trying to hit the jackpot slot machine
Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream
My brain is a machine with mission being demolition
I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position
It seems that i'm mean you ain't seen the stampede,i'm a rapping machine the meanest mc
Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick
Sick the duck, nut up or shut up, blake griffin with the dunk
Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important
Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,
My chick riding shotgun, billie jean
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