Forbidden fruit of emcees yet rather tasteful,
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
I got a rappin key.
I said move on son, there ain't nothing to see
Eat rappers, then drink beats like a fruit punch
I'm always sunny, wild card bitch, in the hunt
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