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[Hook: Crypt] If you ain't ready to get pumped Take your joke ass home! And we do not give a fuck It's a no wack zone! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! [Bridge: Crypt] Now, lean back in yo seat Let the beat slap and say sheesh We gonna blow your mind With every single rhyme You're gonna have to get on your feet Now get up on it Flowin me You made your bed Now fold the sheets The door is locked I own the key I don't like you So, I say sheesh [Verse 1: Crypt] Everybody thinkin they amazing But Imma show you homie That you not that I been workin on this day to day And it's safe to say I came in the game And I cock back And I chop tracks And I pop back On any muthafucka Thinkin they can stop my ass I rock the rap like Flip nine get the game Ziploc fresh With the shit talk Bitch, stop To the tip top Just to piss off Any bitch then I lift off When I shoot I gotta quick draw You just pissed off Cause I'm climbin in the record While ridin in the bottom Of a riggidy rig saw I don't play no games My name ain't Jigsaw But I'm quick to slice And that's in cut a bitch off I run this shit like I was fuckin rich So, call me Bischoff, or Rick Ross I'm a big boss Lyrical Rappers Anyone attacks us Getting hit where the toe tag is Flow magic, so spastic Go-go flow gadget I'm so graphic, but no fascist The pope has his Holy Ghost passion [?] I'ma go psychopathic Hot like a match is [?] Just might fuck a bad bitch It's madness when a write on a pad I don't practice I'm just good when I rap I know I'm better than Whatever you thinkin You can do So, you better just admit that Your the lesser of us 2 Don't fuck with me, boy I put you under with a couple other Gs, boy Everybody think they want A part of this beef But I'm fat for a reason I eat these beats [Hook: Crypt] If you ain't ready to get pumped Take your joke ass home! And we do not give a fuck It's a no wack zone! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! [Bridge: Crypt] Now, lean back in yo seat Let the beat slap and say sheesh We gonna blow your mind With every single rhyme You're gonna have to get on your feet Now get up on it Flowin me You made your bed Now fold the sheets The door is locked I own the key I don't like you So, I say sheesh [Verse 2: Futuristic] Yo, I made a phrase And they claimed it I came from the mud I was raised in the basement Amazed at these lames And the things they be sayin They reppin the streets Let em lay on the pavement I'm on some nwa shit I go in the label And jump on the table Say, "run me my payment" I'm nothing to play with Put me on the plate I swear, I'm bout to break shit Mask off blast off I reppin that facts off It's hacks off I put it on the gas Makin cash You niggas broke Take the cast off I'm the type of cat That might get mad If you been talkin trash I'll let a track off Scrape your face on the asphalt Got your lady playing with my thingie In the tub while I'm [?] bath salt Talkin bout [?] And I be really about the Benjamins [?] and I be flyer than [?] Used to be up on a jet Cause I got bars like Penitentiaries And welcome to corrections Lookin at the greatest While I'm seein my reflection I be eatin everybody Someone give me a suggestion I could line em up And shoot em down with lyrics [?] I'm like I don't ever answer If you have a question I ain't even flexin though I'm the best with flow I'm self driven like a Tesla, goals I bout my green like a vegetable They wanna hang with me Like a testicle I'm at the festival With a white chick and her sidekick With my nightstick With a tight grip With my guy Crypt I hit it once Then we might switch [Hook: Crypt] If you ain't ready to get pumped Take your joke ass home! And we do not give a fuck It's a no wack zone! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! Get the fuck up! [Outro: Crypt] Now, lean back in yo seat Let the beat slap and say sheesh We gonna blow your mind With every single rhyme You're gonna have to get on your feet Now get up on it Flowin me You made your bed Now fold the sheets The door is locked I own the key I don't like you So, I say sheesh
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