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Look at your sleepers

I'm making' no peace for these snakes, street sweepers/

Penalty your leadership critiquing me some from the bleachers

And while these niggas keep hating, they be asking for features

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

You see, them other guys pay their mind to your physical features

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

My pancreas secretes a champions procedures, my features

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures

Inflamed guys, dilated pupils, out of it, no thc,