You're fucking with me, nigga
I bring the heat like the
From the cradle to the grave
But i'm not in the first place
Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes
The more battles the better the flows
After the fire, comes the rain
See dog? rap is my aim
This bag is from seattle
Your the boat without the paddle
I'm the operator, the administrator.
See, she would complained of the tested nature
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream
I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh
Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the
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