Fistful of wood, twisted for the good
Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot
Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for
Spit magic im dumbledore run the game til my foot sore
Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,
Smoke ? you know it taste good
6 foot something, in his forties and real slim
I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win
U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,
I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket
Why a black nigga take ass over class
Fuck with mine, i'll put my foot up your ass
Hell tried to grasp it but it survived that 300 foot fall.
Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall
Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes
You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes
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