My flow would put you in cardiac arrest,
That's why i never claimed i was the best
My flow would put you in cardiac arrest,
Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left
Hopin' that my niggas see
Make money put it in the lobby
Put my foot in your casket
That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit
So i guess you think you grown
Put my number in your phone
Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name
Take my picture and put it on yall wall in a frame,
Find the body rip off the head and put it in my nap sack
How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back
Put it to my temple and go. *boom*
Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune
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