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send your messages to junk mail
when i rap, pick out every little detail
i don’t need fake friends, gotta curtail
i don’t need to take a break, no inhale

the molecules of my dna flawless (eugh)
only write with pen, i’m a motherf-cking artist
wanna talk sh-t? then you better be cautious
take you down to yorktown, its over cornwallis
i don’t give a f-ck, i don’t give a f-ck, when i run amok, come and get stuck, come and get your wings plucked, uh
you can feel the demon inside me
better bow down and abide me
got my boy adam beside me
sweat it out like i’m running in a track meet
and we know you got our songs on repeat
corny flow, corny clothes, that may be me;
but you bite every other rapper, you a cc:
carbon copy, better clean your f-ckin’ footprint
i’m not here for a week, not a tourist
i’m a sinner, but to you? i’m the purest
drop the album then you know i gotta tour it

send your messages to junk mail
when i rap, pick out every little detail
i don’t need fake friends, gotta curtail
i don’t need to take a break, no inhale

come through in the backyard, we lifted
drop another single just to prove we gifted
when we dropped ‘like d-mn’, rap game shifted
drop a diss track, wish you never existed
uh! i feel that though
wet like a waterfall, feel my flow
bump our hot sh-ts, ace and sparky blow
rap so fast, we make boeings look slow
money in my pants
yeah you know i’m stackin bands
lacin’ up my f-ckin’ vans
i don’t rock no other brands
someone come and get they mans
‘fore he go and catch these hands
i don’t think he understands
kick his d-ck and turn him trans;
yung rick ross with the floss, ooh
ace got too much sauce, yuh
so d-mn good at my job;
might as well call me your boss, uh

send your messages to junk mail
when i rap, pick out every little detail
i don’t need fake friends, gotta curtail
i don’t need to take a break, no inhale

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