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Ayo I bet 20 thousand on Mac Jones Walking through the skrippy with sticky sneakers for cash thrown Act grown or come home, find her getting her back blown In new positions, we get creative while you get dial tones I don't know, I wouldn't try this shit if I was you Cause once they hear rapping this height, you'll need a mic that's childproof A wild dude, brain spilling, cleanup on aisle 2 Got the youth in my town dreaming, they don't do shit that I don't do Foul 2 flagrantness, meetings where paper is All for the love of the game, y'all lames make me sick Baby pic, piff blower, mower to cut ya green down Show up the function disgusted, we all we need now See what I bleed, child, is different, y'all ain't gifted like me But y'all ain't heard the first twenty times I said it nicely Think you like lying to yourself, because you know I might be Ever so slightly ahead of your favorite, so bite me The House That Jack Built, of vacuum-packed skill will fill a scale A philosphic, pop ya motherfucking wheel Call the homies, call your momma, call the president, it's evident Y'all ain't beheading shit, and I'm the king until I said I quit So suck my dick, I'm flipping scoreboards and breaking Vegas Say my name bitch, I ain't saving labels 'til they swang my payment My third tape on the way, she third base when it play Miguel Cabrera, then she aim for the plate Shit, Heaven knows it's me, young Moses Malone in '83 Could spin the beat, snap that shit in half, then pick it out my teeth Like on some short rib, careers is short lived when they cross paths with me I'll burn this fucker down, it turn a true New England tragedy Bagging frees till they had enough, shit all these rappers suck Don't press your luck, or mom be missing poster pressing up Aggressive fun, shit, I write my lyrics then assess the rush Bless I must, signals and signs are circling, said we up This ain't the same rap you heard before, worship whore They ain't gone pick it up, I'm Champ Bailey and it's 4th and more Tour de force effort, full court pressing the best in this A specialist where you don't stand a chance, so go and tell 'em bitch
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