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Robert Yellin paper bag, Donatello Versus
High toppin' laser tag, mozzarella virgin
My yopper made it fast
Bocconcini and Oeuvre Linéaire
Greedy ass, VVS
Them niggas be what dunn?
You need me here
I possess a spade
Word to mother, niggas chop but never save
So **** them other niggas that was in the way
Baruch dayan ha'emet
Ayiti koudem te kei sompa chata
Shoot the copper outta the sket
Nobody bother the chef
You sweat more, you bleed less
No PMS boy you be blessed
No EMS boy you need breath
No Connect Four, I keep a chessboard with queens in check
You playing games with me yea?
The bail was fixed, niggas more mature
The hell you ***** niggas want here?
It ain't safe for you
You better get the front from 'round me my nigga
Trendsetters fresh in the grave for you
Golden showers on your headstone be waitin on you
I guess home is tall grass where the snakes coiled
I'm wise as the serpent though
I'm peaceful as a thug with the Jergens jacking the squirter low
Knowledge, it hurt to know
Yo
Sunshine before the rain
Gunshots is on the way
Mery gensu
Gunshots is on the way