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yo my mind been corrupted from all these philly blunt hits
....that means, thatchu really dont want shit
fake gangstas, talkin bout they ice and whips
..im on that one hitta quitta, mike tyson shit
...flow neva ending cuz my rhyme books infinite
mastermind, lyricist ya rhymes on simple shit
...gimme a line, of some fine snow, quick and get
instrumentals twisted, like its hy-dro listen kid
...my verse crazy when im pop-pin them wat-son's --
ya girl hop skip and jump---in on the cock and
you be left watch---in no, way to stop this
my flow game is tox-ic, co-caine is processing
...in my bloodline -- gimme jus one rhyme
up on the mic, leave you mothafuckas tongue tied
...in ya trunk -- let it bump right, mothafuckas dumb nice
...but peace out yo its blunt time...
i know, you know,
you dont -- want it with me
i like, fine lips
dime chicks -- all up on my dick
i want, freak ho's
weed smoke -- we rollin --
got me higher then a kite for real
and ill ignite, like there's nitrous near -- am I clear?
...you aint G, mothafucka you can get an F
when it come to chedda, you be beggin for a better check
...while you bust balls, makin state minimum
i be chillin at the crib, eatin stake dinnas son
....fuck you wanna be the boss, gotta beat the boss
while im beatin on the pussy, mothafucka you jus beat-in off...
....im droppin semen, on ya freak, till my penis soft
leave it all, on her face -- then i watch her eat it off ...
...then im off, in the gt coupe
and when you see me racin, you dont see no roof
im where the weed be --- blazin on the haze, yall mus-ic ---
should be freebies, cuz you fuckin fags all stupid
it amaze me .... so i keep on burnin trees
twistin up wraps, its a fact, that i murda beats
hott -- is the word i be, jocked is the verb and me-->
cock, in and out -- of her mouth -- til i turn and skeet