Yeah, fears, I travel across seasons on glaciers
Force show guns and got fucked by geishas
Still gracious, still able to twist out guards
Just grew tougher skin for swimming with them sharks
Broking ankle, fucking with the wallaby club
Got the bitches still screaming my name, warrup …
I’m a bone crusher, I just split your face like a dutch master
No more mixes polar bears from Alaska
We sharks skin ear maxes the ankle loose the ice
Rocks clumped up like overcooked rice
I’m nice, you the reason why the game went sour
Plan niggers, I come through and season your broth
Like mister Dash I blast, I’m a menace like Dennis
Young … and I’m back from a 6 months sentence
Rehabilitated, back in the yards, flying heads with barb wires
Stay …niggers the beds

Everybody get paid, everybody get laid
All these bitches dirty, everybody got aids
Everybody get plaid, everybody get sprayed
Everybody do what I see… everybody
… crack selling black felon
gat clap, rat tat tat tat tap melons
sun thugs one gun one slug
Shot caller, like y’all let me speak to young bugs
Listen it’s … call, I grab rack mc’s
I smack them hella hard
I kill niggers with the birdie bling banger
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My wu tang niggers call me the 36 chamber
Lyrical, lyrical speak with you rap deals
It’s smacked off these … for not paying rap dues
P, call me the gate keeper
… heat is off your face, smoking laced cheeba

Yeah, hey yo, she want a thug, not the lawyer type
A golden boy to promote a … sort of like a ill De La Hoya fight
I’m eating good, enjoy your life, flawless ice, quick to bag a ball of white
With no string attached,
… S5 50 with the raw pipes
Peeling off like snake skin can’t watch the cobra bite
Overnight success story,
Go an chat for me, your rap poorly that’s why your cassette’s corny
Your money too short for long convo
You in the game hurting trying to play Rajon Rondo
Millionaire swag pick your boys ensemble
Dudes … I gain, coming to America, etcetera
Whoever sent the kite, kill the messenger
Because I think like a man behind the register
Quick to pull the toaster out
… choke em out we over here, counting bread, what y’all off about?



Thanks to Andrei

Thanks to Erik Saulnier for correcting these lyrics

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