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Uh, I turn a feature to a write off (Uh) I clear the room ‘fore I get to seein' if the mic on I’m buckin' like a bull, you are who I got my sight on A hook line and sinker, get to fishin' with the nylon (Woo) Now go, go, go! I'm on fire (Hot) Spikes in the road, finna make you pop a tire (Uh) I do it by my lonely, holy moly, call me dyna- Mite, I’m mighty fine with the rhymin', go try and find a (Uh) Nicer or better, try manifestin' an equal (Yeah) We the people decided that you are equal to fecal See, we decree that you seagulls eat off of too many people (Yeah) You won’t see me pocket watchin', no me, I’m keepin' it real Bitch, it’s the Sydney Southwest 2173 king (Woo) Say it with my chest, yell it 'til that shit sings Like a fuckin' church hall, better get on your knees 'Fore I make the first call to ruin you Bring me the game now, let’s settle this Top of the range, you at a precipice You tore the frame to no benefit I’m still here the same but I’m better, bitch I do all this shit to an absolute You jumped the gun with no parachute Now, you caught up in a free fall Teetered on the edge to long and got weak Letras de cancionesY’all gonna say sum? Go 'head (Huh? Go 'head) Go voice the thoughts in your head (Yeah) But don’t be surprised if nobody cares I walk this earth, don’t care where I tread (Nah) But I’m finna rep my city as long as I’m living (Yeah) The sec you get Privy, I'm takin' yours with me (Uh) See all y’all sittin' pretty, ain't doin' shit really Little do you fuckers know that you’re all easy pickings (Uh) Reach down from the sky and watch the flock scatter Disintegrate you via a touch of dark matter Everything that holds your body together will all shatter (Yeah) That’s the type of shit that happens When my minds like, “Go at ‘em” Anomaly, heh, allow me to properly Introduce myself just in case you forgot, you see This is 44, bitch, I’m the hip-hop prodigy (Yeah) You and me are not alike, you can see the dichotomy No alarming me, harmin' me, I am in such a harmony (Uh) With the artistry, all of me works in sync with the auditory Quality over quantity, that’s how I always wanna be Raps callin' me, callin' me 'cause I’m always one call away Got it down to a science, I been workin' in the lab (Yup) Second homes there, first home is the pad (Huh) Pencil is the key, you know I keep it under wraps This ain’t nothin 'new, bitch, 'cause I been like that Bring me the game now, let’s settle this Top of the range, you at a precipice You tore the frame to no benefit I’m still here the same but I’m better, bitch I do all this shit to an absolute You jumped the gun with no parachute Now, you caught up in a free fall Teetered on the edge to long and got weak Uh From Letras Mania