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I know it's been minute You been craving lyrics spitten with no gimmicks Back up in it Back up with me At attention Rap the only system where you have to listen to the competition Make these niggas give up when spitting my written composition I want the finest linens to describe the life I'm living It's right now or nothing Representing how I'm coming Pressure puffing got me stuck enough to not remember nothing Motherfuckers, f*ck with me and you get fucked with I'm tucked with the strap in the Torso pack Let me Find out you got the sack Just Like a Quarter back And I'm a send a Mortar blast To where your quarters' at and storm the back Remove your corporal from his corporate stat And force the cast to no longer ignore the facts B.A.N.'s the best Go ahead and press the issue Too much Pressure on my mental From the stresses I done been through To be messing up potential measures for a better Menu Header venues, that revenue and the record of the year too So, here's to miracles Honest individuals Hard work and the spirituals Ops that make us Irritable I could get satirical I'd rather keep my cool though Cause You know you don't fool GOATs With that fool's gold I look like Kuzco with this new two-tone Soon though I'll be getting my cool on with like 2 hoes Flying over Juneau While eating mini bites of Prosciutto Sides of menudo, and they culos Starving artist trying to be the biggest star Like Bruno Mars or baby Pluto Tryna join the Star Wars, And there's A New Hope I'm fire like I'm Zuko Choose those words right 'fore you spew those Or I'll have to make you chew those, Pseudo-rappers don't get too close, I'm out