Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest
Lookin real fresh, why you wanna test?
I give a girl what she want - but no dollars
Low end theory, beats, rhymes, and life, midnight marauders,
Its gonna be a a test
Carol city or was it the west
I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent
Like somebody is puting me to a test
I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history
Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery
If we thinking success is only measured by your money
But that's a theory you must turn off all your tv's to see
Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent
My friends put me to a real test
Y'all could never hurt theory, i'll make y'all niggas fear me,
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
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