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Ayo who's nice? Definitely me and I ain't gotta say it twice like Jimmy Two Times "Get the papers, get the papers" Rappers aren't real, they moonlight For these crimes I better get some airtime on Newsnight I'll take a trip to Greece Tripping off the tryptamines The chick I'm with a different league More leg than a millipede The game old school like Golden Axe Going over heads nobody catch me like the Zodiac Aw man I'm tryna murder something Pen touch the pad of paper, sounds like burgers cooking Just to break the ice In this game of life I am a god in a tracksuit like David Icke I'm Alan Watts/Klashnekoff When the album drops ima need props like Carrot Top Something pink up in an orange tint bottle And I'm probably eating olives with an olive skinned model Damage to the frontal lobe, mental age, stunted growth ********** And go and sip tea with my Mum at home I'm cold like Russian snow Skinny white boy, thick black chick, juxtaposed Shorty a nineties baby dressed like she a Spice Girl I don't need to read it on a blimp to know it's my world Me and my boy move like Tony and Manny Yola and Cali I scoop the coke from a baggy Don't wave at me The blade, it stays handy This ain't no gang violence just me and my mate Stanley Cut through cartilage Who's as hard as this? Parked the whip, passenger seat, got head in it like Dahmer's fridge Vain as f*ck, put me in a shallow grave Retired at this early age like every days a Saturday I'm tryna find myself a chick who looks like Sharon Tate And give the cult following the same orders Manson gave Catch a body and stay with it ***************** All these rappers sound the same it's lame gimmicks I'm insane with it I quit smoking, this pipe up in my hands got gunpowder and nails in it "Woah, say that again, that was profound" "Woah, say that again, that was profound" I'm insane with it I quit smoking, this pipe up in my hands got gunpowder an nails in it "I just dropped those words into space" "I just-I just dropped those words into space"