You motherfuckers on my shelf I should jump back and try to french myself The boy fell in the and lived to tell Put my voice in the mix, the winter melt I'm the best since a fresh loaf of sliced bread Sitting on the bed between a pair of legs I'm sex, flag, ice bag, wipe rag I'm twice the mess but a fraction of the tag Back stage in a rat But I bend these bars, everybody get to gas face said it was dead, in that case I'ma get revenge, I'ma rap pay Now run and tell the sun I'm turning up the I might arrive on the plane, train, bus or You can and fight, but it's just despite Cause it functions right when I cup mic No feedback, back, let the beat crack But Sam said he wanna see tax the beeswax, no relax Run around the map and tracks You can call me Sean nothing's wrong I'm the dawn, I'm the dirty bum My get drawn on a JumboTron If your jaw drop you can hum along, come on!
2X] Shotgun, the raw one We the hot sauce on tongue We don't stop it's all done So turn it up till the cops
You get in how awesome I is You watching like you stock in my biz You caught that sickness on shit You'd be better off frying up some fish I'm a big catch, whoo! Jesus Walk on the trash, keep clean as a Rip the into child size pieces You talk cheap, now you need to get your teeth I don't you or your toy crew Go ahead, step aside now, let my through Grew and like Kudzu Didn't need a gun to put a +Slug+ in your Move chauffeur, I roll the coaster I got older and badder and Who's the host the monster? Birds fly to Minnesota just to on my shoulders No pressure, it don't get No special effects, sweat and spit So fresh, make it seem effortless Breath like breast milk and peppermint Got put on a permanent good Huh, got more than a cookbook So take a at what you couldn't have took If I forgot anything, we'll put it on the hook, c'mon
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You ain't be shit I'm the best kept can see it If I say it loud enough, you'll believe it