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Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained? I hear the Reaper callin' Is this not why you were here? Yeah But I ain't picking up the jack though It's not my time yet, man I got some work to do, man Here's a couple things we gon' figure out Is it really hatin' if a nigga doubt what you spittin' 'bout, there's a little drought In ya content, bunch of nonsense for the comments, and a little clout Where the concept? One kind left in the game, [right like to sick us out] Who the best? Go 'head, pick 'em out, was it Jay when he took a different route? Was it Nas Live At The Barbeque? Was it B.I. sippin’ Guinness stout? Was it 3 Stacks? Scarface? Maybe T.I. toothpick-in-mouth? Is it common to have black thoughts about what was done when ya did without? You can see I'm on a higher path, the best pick in the entire draft Subtract all the sus' rap, it don't add up, then apply the math Plus that just explains, if ya gon' teach game, it requires class Touch that hurricane brainstorm pain, now you gotta buy a raft Showboatin' gets overblown, I pen venom on mobile phones I write cancer, it might transfer, and then pray on ya chromosomes Tone Loc of the vocal tone, Eminem in his mobile home The white Answer, slight banter, but MJ wouldn't post Malone You don't even know the half of it, I'm done stringin' up the last puppet Spilled tea on a player, but I drive by jumping for the last bucket Letras de cancionesYou ain't even gotta ask of it, volunteering like Pat Summitt Thought you'd see the last of it, I'm back here like a black mullet Are you not entertained? Feel every drop full of pain Put my heart in it, them growth spurts brought scars with it When those hurt get targeted, my soul search every part of it Ya flow's worse ain't as dark as this My flows cursed as a [?], pretty hard to miss Fair warning, up early, everybody over here's mourning Tears fallin', so much worry that you can hear the Reaper over here callin' But we're more than just a couple niggas fightin' over every square portion I'm here often, oracle to the streets, nigga, I'm clairvoyant From Letras Mania