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• Written by ColdLunatic
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Beat kicks around 15.
Nigga I eat rappers like soul food
Rip a nigga backwards, thats old news
I told you before how I roast dudes
But you doubted, now I guess gotta show you
When I interfere, you enter fear
In the mirror, I see the dopest nigga that ive ever seen
Clean flow, mean dro, no cheat codes
East coast, no need to reload
Your flow is mashed, im known to smash on the first date
Im known to blast on the girls face
Im known to spaz, so to reverse your fate
You better go n dash 'fore I burst straight
At your fuckin ass, man im thirstay
For the fuckin cash, its my birthday
Can't get enough of that, Youre a bird brain
I'm absurd mane, this your worst day
You prolly serve trays, I observe planes
I can burn flames, you in curb lanes
Got a surge to aim at your vertabre
My murder rates in a perfect state
They heard the case, and i burned the place
Im surfin wakes, and im purgin fakes,
man I percolate, Its a certain fate
but you learned it late
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ColdLunatic
Member since February 20 2015