Counting all my chains and to show that i'm calling south
So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house
And i ain't goin' well
Then sit empty in hell
Went to another country that's call migration
I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win
Smoking on that quarter o jay, pop a blotter
Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper
I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track
Hip-hop is #goin' #south, it's just bringin' the country back,
I'm on the british south east coast mate
I can tell you that this tape
The people scared of annihilation when kingdom fuckin come//
My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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