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[verse 1: f-kkit & sabino]
uh, yah, i’m with my dawg like a doberman, sic ’em
adidas stripe on me, i look too official
the fact that we made it here not accidental
askin’ me questions, i don’t like riddles
thinkin’ i’ll play while they sing like a fiddle
sleepin’ on me? then you soft as a pillow
i don’t got time for that bullsh-t, kiddo
what is my niche? right here, i guess
.30 on me, when i shoot, it’s a swish in a net
and i don’t really stop or miss
number one always, that’s why they look p-ssed
and the second i dropped then they not for sh-t
’cause i got hit after hit on the list
envious of my former accomplishments
p-ssy -ss n-gg-s still soundin’ jealous
and i got all the time in the world
i gain credit for k!llin’ you
and the blood that i spill, how’s it feel to you?
and the damage i do is so real to you
and the puddles, i use as a swimming pool
dive in that b-tch, take a bath in the minerals
ask the questions i know that will riddle you
throw my boy in the middle to pick on you
and your girl got a problem, my pickle
watch gold but the hands in it nickle
rushin’ harder than hammer and sickle
while i draw out the line like a stencil
and my bars just hit like missiles
pick a coffin, make sure that it fits you
ain’t no stoppin’ the rap game skitzo
and the .38 special, don’t tickle, b-tch (uh, yeah)

[verse 2: sabino]
special like specialist, come with the sedatives
illusion so grand, past embarr-ssment
[?] ’cause these f-ckas not blowin’ up
i roll with the punches, don’t ask how i’m holdin’ up
better yet, [?] who i am, showin’ up
b-tch, you get uppercut, yeah, huh
cut ’em off, buggin’
i’ll show yo’ -ss somethin’
i see what y’all honied and dip like a nugget, uh
quit acting so rugged, i turn ya to [?]
recallin’ yo sweet threats, y’all just some defects, uh
that chain made of weak links
blockin’ yo’ weak links
droppin’ some roses to show how yo’ sh-t stink
i cannot duel ‘less my pockets what weight gain
i will not settle for life in a cube or a cubicle
that life that you livin’, to me, is not suitable
peeled back my nails when i crawled out my hole
i’ll settle when this sh-t start feelin’ like home
run from my shadow, won’t let that sh-t hold
i’m runnin’ my show and i’m f-ckin’ off all you lil’ f-ggots
that’s cut from a mold, i could superimpose it
get kicked from that d-ck that they riding
but hittin’ they stomach to stop all that sh-t
d-mn, my breath
hit yo’ peep but you quick, outta time
it’s easy to see how we sellin’ these rhymes like dime
keep ’em locked in a box like mimes
every step that i take is a mountain they climb
hope you sick of my sh-t
slap ’em up, just the way the beat hit
[?] with some spit
she goes harder than you may it admit
but you must like a sweaty armpit

[outro: sabino]
uh, uh, uh (uh)
uh, uh, uh (uh, uh-uh)
uh, uh (uh)
uh, uh, uh-uh-uh
dummy

- fukkit

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