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No Typing

  1. I ain't got no type
  2. But when I met rapping it was love at first write
  3. Oh I ain't gotta type
  4. I'll spell it out in blood if you challenge my might
  5. Rap with malice and I might
  6. yeah, take off your head, stick it on a spike
  7. oh just outta spite
  8. like you just outta sprite
  9. and I'ma hoodrat who need the codeine right
  10. now I don't want no fight
  11. no but i will throw hands if that is what you like
  12. I'm sorry for the wait, till I make the Mixtape fire
  13. And if i do get fired
  14. Just hope that fire takes me so much higher
  15. than high school could
  16. I'm in high class hoods
  17. Eating high price foods
  18. Checking my phone when I get those hot ass nudes
  19. And if you ain't sending nudes or money what the fuck are you doing
  20. ohh I don't need no mic
  21. I'll change the fucking world with every sentence that i write
  22. Oh I may be white
  23. I'll make enough money by my own fucking flight
  24. Oh oh oh
  25. I'm unseen, ultraviolet light
  26. ah ah ah ah
  27. I shoot clean, through telescopic sight
  28. bang bang bang
  29. I roll green, that gardeners delight
  30. From your screen comes my dream, sweetness and light
  31. From your scream I can glean, you have seen my might
  32. and if I'm sheen by my queen and you know I might
  33. Buy the whole plane and have a fucking private flight
  34. First rule of Mile high fuck club, is
  35. don't talk about it
  36. oh don't tweet about it
  37. oh don't geek about it
  38. oh no need to text about it
  39. I don't care if your buddy got a body
  40. If you tell her what he did then R I P about it
  41. I won't beat around it
  42. I'll just beat my charges
  43. and then get up out it
  44. (I'll beat it)
  45. My pull out game weak so I rock a condom
  46. while I rock her body
  47. Hard in the paint like I'm Waka's body
  48. Roc a fella and then toss his body
  49. Into a fucking quarry
  50. and then fucking call me
  51. Ohhh I ain't got no type
  52. But when I met rapping it was love at first write
  53. Oh I ain't gotta type
  54. I'll spell it out in blood if you challenge my might

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