T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts
Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts
Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours
Got them bomb ass drugs cause i follow all the cook books
Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,
Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see
No matter what i cook i know the fucking recipe,
It cook up imagination to generations of our nation
I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win
I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed
She couldn't really cook but that woman tried her best
I’m smoother than alopecia skin
To quick, show 'em to tha cook, hearion' them sayin'
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