They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
I keep it crackin like denny's eggs, cuz im the chef,
Ever since then i had no job
Block the pass, we on top/
Ill just get my money then clock the fags on my block
We charging you niggas up you like it or not
Cos the snitch on the block is gonna get shot
A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop
You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock
My rhymes aren't prehistoric cause i'm the new kid on the block
A lost thought on a street sought by the biggest kid on the block
Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop
Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block
Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not
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