But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip
When we blast it and then pass the mic to save rap music,
I've seen all the things that pass me by
How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly
When we blast it and then pass the mic to save rap music,
Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
I pass cancer through the mic, have answers,
You know what get pissed let me pass on the storm cloud.
And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground
Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick
And ima start thinking that he's blind cause he can't see me on the mic
Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes
Done now, pass the mic to my affiliate, who implicates/
Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered
Out here you gat me inspired pass me the mic like you tired
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