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call upon the god of rap (yeah)
i wake up thinking getting testing
all of the shit you give to me
i mean you give me so much already
people always looking like they dont understand
like where in a 2 man band
ohh shit im damned (yeah)
nevermind the stuff all on my floor
it doesnt matter anymore
flex men they hate,girls they faint
i aint ashamed
say something wrong and you will be gone
fire the glock jump out smash yo head on a rock
poeple cannot mess with me im a fucking savage that
has two pepz 1 named bell other named jen
when i call them they pull up with marksmen
they play with me like they seven
feel so good thought i was in heaven
but still i have one question
do you really have eleven bags of meth or you messin

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