And the v12, that's on various trips
Re-directed de-ci-sions
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
Concha de tu madre bitch don't touch my fuckin mota
De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
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