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chronic c - no idea كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1:]
every time i’m on the mic there’s never apathy
my head’s always high, so i travel through the galaxy
third eye so sharp, your contact lenses couldn’t handle me
type to leave you flat-lined, but never accidentally
eventually, i probably leave you in the next life
p-ss me the mic i swear to god i’ll k!ll you twice
n-ggas swear they getting cheese, “wanna be mice”?
aight, hit me up when you get back the sight
k!ll a few beats, make a quick stash
hulk on the mic, so i’m about to go smash
you’re on the menu, serving you in the cafeteria
my flow’s sicker than a diseased person’s bacteria
i’m elevating, surp-ssing the apex
one day i’m gonna be multiplying paper from my paycheck
i’m going raw dawg, forget the latex
but i’ll keep that in mind the next time i’m doing safe s-x

[hook:] x2
how i do it? i got no idea
ballin’ til i die, no i’m not a cheater
educating fools, you can call me you’re teacher
and i’m h-lla ill with it, got that lyrical fever

- chronic c

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