BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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- you can't block son's shine when his ideas are bright enough to dilate your pupils
- lifes a game that'll test you so kudos if you're a teacher's pet tho there's no contest that I'm the best pupil
- valedictorian of my peers here's the sole soul that the whole group quotes
- so much class, obey the rules, no! I'm sky diving through the loopholes
- meticulously move slow the first step as heavy as a sumo's
- 5 steps to success but to escalate I took the elevator to the roof yo
- you're stuck at first base while I'm sliding home with two hoes
- I swing the wood with the batting average of albert pujols
- remove clothes and panty hose I'm tearing through those
- gone off the nuvo let me clarify and verify that even with mucho
- dineros in my suit folds I
- do not mean to boast
- quick to back down, don't approach, wassup bro? I'm a trip, pack your clothes, you wanna go, putos?!
- go where?! go night night, I'm at your Wake rocking Armani, Ralph Lauren and Hugo
- the Boss of a troupe of rude folks in the heart of the city
- set up road blocks like blood clots you can't maneuver through those
- fear my reign, can't take my name in vain when the streets are congested veins
- and when I take my aim then make my claim the gesture flows through the blood stream of the city like low glucose
- evil intent the scent of revenge is still sweeter than high fructose
- corn syrup, you fools are corny, word? it was heard through the grapevine
- was bound to circulate the second the little bird whispered into the ear of corn
- don't perpetrate, son, word is Bond
- James
- has a License To Kill and the right to bare arms but still shoot you the fair one
- back up's gonna have to follow the smoke signals from the flare gun
- or the north star to guide ya to the heavenly father
- chant fuck a pig, one time, prepare them for the slaughter
- or water board to torture, baby, jimmie's crazy enough to happy belated abort ya
- watch how the story plays out as orchestrated by the author
- I doubt your parents taught ya to never walk up to a stranger
- and take candy, the decision will haunt ya from the cradle to the grave
- from the grave to the cradle the rebirth of the fabled
- it's gravy baby, when I peel off mashing the gas like dad did potatoes
- the most known colonel, other than Sanders
- I do this shit, for my Click, other than Sandler
- turn your Adam's apple into cider as I sand your
- epidermis down to your subcutis no better time to panic than now get down damnit
- hands up
- in the air and wave them like you don't care
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