Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.
If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen
Pens dance across pages,
Is there any love
You a pussy boy, you and your team
Girl cut up, got lean on lean
Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy
Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy
Make some move, ambition i’m on a level
Dance with the devil all glide, no pedal,
Vc can't tell me nothin bout this team,
Show ‘em how much they really mean
And me im trynna dance with one
But somehow it made them listen
Fact mj got cut from his ball team
I just know what you mean
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