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Six K off a wrist watch

You've been introduced to the rap prince of hip hop

"Damn! How the hell can you be that young and this hot"

Niggas say I stole my lyrics.

But they know I did not.

Bitch stop!

Cuz some niggas gon' end up wit they lips socked.

Or we just roll up and we gon' let the forty fifth pop.

Pussy ass niggas! fuck around and get yo clit shot

Stomp a nigga out leave his head with fuckin big knots.

Don't wanna run the city! I wanna run the city down

"Oh this nigga bought fuckin ghost writer". Did he now?

Roll up on a bike with spinnin rims that cost me fifty thou

Tryna drive me out the game? Nigga thats a risky route.

Im fuckin pissed. So I guess thats why Im pissing out

Lyrics just to show y'all I'm the best and how my dissing sounds

I'll fuckin BURY a pussy nigga and if he shout,

I'll pull the mac and the trigger 'til the clip is emptied out.

Now I ain't Tech n9ne. I sure as hell ain't Hopsin.

I'm the best of these young rappers thats my only fuckin option.

I know haters gon' be makin' stupid comments.

"He swears so much" well BITCH the song is called

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Now its clear to me

That niggas make conspiracies

cuz they know that I know they know they always fuckin fearin' me

Imma fucking lunatic

Always fucking doin' shit

You outta time Im countin down. Like 2007 on june the fifth.