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[Verse 1] I never made my bed when I wake up I never had a job and if I did, I'd quit it after the pay cut Swinging on the branches, a gorilla in the night Don't wanna wake up the lions, tell your boys [Tread light and step soft.] Wake up the kush with the iced coffee I often dissolve diluted rappers with dissolvent Ballsy young brawler jaws clenched snarling Growling a hundred and fifty pounds of astounding Throw my E's Up from Cali to stone mountain Can't my mind on my dome Dammit if I stood on my money, I'd shrink a little bit Being broke make you think a little bit Not a bit about the shits If you with it, then how you gon' get it High in the kitchen dodging cop shots and the swastickas Shorty all fine and provocative, for now I need oxygen But later we could get it popping, Mary Poppins Cause you all fly and you popular The “X” man.] tripping He outside of the Waffle House, he's got the choppers out Put down that bacon where all that beef you that you was talking bout [Verse 2] Screws missing maybe Screws losse [?] I'm missing daily Ain't no time to waste now, I'm out [?] the pavement Playing on the phone, what you want you ain't finna play me Orders raised, oh well, the first is on the [?] Tryna meet me where I'm staying, just meet me where I tell you Show me love on the scale bruh, you get just what I sell you I'm stressed out, I used to do a lot, I do less now So when niggas scheme and plot, I get left out [?] Got niggas asking how he rap so good Cause niggas [?] cause they act so good Every track identical from front to back, I can't listen It's wack, don't be offended, it's just a nigga's opinion Cause maybe if my shit ain't hitting when they hear my shit And maybe my shit make [?] I smoke chronic, I'm bout to show niggas how I'm a problem And the ying-yang gon' wonder why I talk I talk, bitch [Verse 3: Mike G] I made it my life's purpose to put rappers in hearses And move around this earth to acquire what I deserve I got rhymes that will make beats need [?] All these bitches should know my intentions I'm playing hopscotch [?] these hot shots Since we playing Scarface, [?] is my block I promise I will never stop going in Tell anyone who questions to guess again And congratulations to whoever is next to win, but I get love, sometimes I'm feeling like the President These rappers are actors that should take five, go hide I said [?] bring 'em alive Hard enough to play this game called life try to survive And knowing you get hate, you should take it and strive Now I'm strolling through the south and I'm rolling through backwoods I can bring [?] the world out the house I can come out with purple rain in the drought How could you live without this I'ma show you all we gotta do is the best you could To think like the most than your mind, I'm that good
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