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Song Lyrics:

Every second in the dungeon aint fulfilled Every minute in the chamber miss a tick Not Every bitch that shakin ass will suck a dick Cos every girl is tatiana in the crib Doobies, we got spliff Raffles, dont you gamble on my clique We copped some bottles and we dip Quick... Empire's popped Sophia Cages built blockin and robust like truck tires (Verse 1) Verses costin up and wide Stand aside, Im the one they want Up on lock I prolly rap em into postin pics and open wide Dick and duckin Chicken thighs Who was best, im sure you in-between the mini G's, The Deekay wit a Dashes got the devil in they fuckin jeans Fuck the "im the heat"!! Fuck the who call next, I bring the breeze Im feet above the average "im a skrr" Now play the fuckin demo on repeat Both feet on dashboard now [thats a trip] (Im a problem) Go tell em who's on stage I am massive Blow smoke on average niggas It was passive Joint thick, Robin Thickin kinda hard I swear had that magic Dancin... (Verse 2) Shit is groovy, aint it? Im a suitie when it comes to judgin hoes but never foes Even closer mans was fake and faux from head to toe Even reaper man was mans for 1 hour, get the rope Plast the paper Faker than em titties on ya slayer Jerkin like my minister a player Bitch a crayon poke a hole go get the stapler Alphabets for breakfast GMt on holy fucken prayers aint aggressive Every second in the dungeons kill, Every second in the pit is prolly sick And prolly switch wit a tick tick tick 'Nother tick, now a minute in a chamber Still bottle every feelin in box and hope em leaches eat a dick Capture what I see, Rap is part of physics, On that C Told em all my verses cause a scene Broke through vocal chords I barely breathe I stomp the yard a couple times quit in a week No sleep Say (Hook) (Verse 3) Rhymes for the boys For the chill sess. Reppin big, we on the streets Tormentin mumble rappin, know I kill trap I kill your youngin in a split sec All the juggle shuffle endin quick when Sway done kill track Know I move swift All I do's slick Two thousand prodigy, The bounty on me bruise quick In the mornin, told em mornin Red on, im your Bruce bitch Implement my strategy Like tragedy to who think Facts Could not giv your issue even two shits No loose lips

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