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Follow me all around the planet, I run the gamut on Sickology

They could never manage, we do damage with no apology

Pick 'em off the panic, a little manic, ‘cause I gotta be

Frantic, I’ma jam it, ‘cause I'm an oddity

Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin' at Mama Nakas

I can pop at you proper ‘cause I’m partners with Waka Flocka

Give me the top of hip-hop

And watch him make 'em rock with a show-stopper

Chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)

If you anybody, you notice it

Tech is the pinnacle, not an identical soul is it

Loaded, cold as the polar get

Wrote it quick and they quoted it

Yo, it exploded, the flow, behold it, ‘cause when the motor spit

A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the real

Better get just kneel to me or ready to get near my heels

Give me the knock and I’ma chop

He came and he went tomorrow

But I’ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas"

 

"Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm or loosen the venom

And hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism

And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance

That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces

Of my enemies ‘cause of cannibalism

Breakin' them off into particles

They get in a predicament that be never reversible

‘Cause a nigga be too versatile, makin' you nervous

You could never compete with the colonel

I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you"