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this purple be having me in a storm man
thinking bout a whole bunch of sh-t man
lemme get this off my chest real quick

yo
well this rap sh-t {what}
has certainly changed
how could it ever work for these lames?
duck-hunt, with all these birds in the game
that’s word to my gang
d-i-p you heard what i claim?
writer mayne
hottest thing on this turf and terrain
i luagh
you ain’t as great as you think
you hear that?
that’s me laughing all the way to bank
come play in the paint
i’ve been a pro
if it ain’t a give and go {what’s that? }
i see it like it buy it, that what i call a pick and roll
dig though, i’m eating chump
i don’t need to front
for prjoects with the weeks and months
i ain’t take a breather once {no way}
it’s easy punk, i’m top the line
rhyme for rhyme
couple rocks, and a watch, ock that means it’s time to shine {bling}
little guys behind
but check it i’m a ride for mine
if i was super man the s’ll be a dollar sign {ching}
i ain’t lying, i be styling creep
how i’m cheap?
when seven days a week i’m fresher than a bounty sheet {fresh}
the bounty hunters couldn’t find this little town i creep
my lounge discreet
some of my n-gg-s meet me down the street {word}
they hound the beast on some star struck sh-t {how}
cameras out like britney spears on a startbucks trip {flick}
get your bars up pr-ck
uh understand me these queers are candy {candy}
throwing jabs but your oscar wearing panties
i dare you trannies get r uh mad
i’ll carve the f-g {why}
your alb-m trash
the next one should come in garbage bags
little garbage -ss could never be a diplomat
your sh-t is wack
it’s a fact
you b-st-rds always been in jack {swag}
i get a cat to bring a ration where you living at
get your clappers, swing around the plastic like a wiffle bat {click clat}
now that’s a christmas wrap
go head with the chitter chat
we’ll chitty chitty bang bang all over your fitted cap {blaow}
the kid is back drowning the mic
it’s the king kiss the ring n-gg-s bow to the nice
how i ain’t nice?
i style for real {real}
that’s really how i feel {feel}
i turned a street mixtape into a alb-m deal
i’m bout them bills
so until i touch em millions boo
i’m a puff a splif or two
and f-ck up my perifials
holla!

- j r writer

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