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Strippers ass back up on me, pants still saggin on me,
keep a rack up on me recording up at my homies crib
to the cops in the black and white taxi cabs patrolling
fuck yall ill make bologna out you pigs
no beef turkey only pork no mercy put em on my fork
chew em up and spit em out or swallow em and shit em out
dru b shinin' let me show you what the kid about
im on my living everything that i spit up out my mouth shit, i be about shit
fifty dollar bills always fuckin up my count shit,
put em with two dubs and a ten and put em at the end
washingtons go to wifey lincolns is what you spend
its that kwik shop hiphop spitting for the liquor store watch the homie get props
do yourself a favor shut up all your big talk or just watch clap rim shot...

you don't really know me so pay me what you owe me homie i be on my grind
and i be on my own shit and you could never clone it cuz you could never write these rhymes
you don't really know me so pay me what you owe me homie i be on my grind
and i be on my own shit and you could never clone it cuz homie you can't write these rhymes

I never gave a fuck, roll purple haze in blunts
chasing buck hope im never placed in cuffs again
got up out of county they like thank you come again
keep some gangstas and some sociology majors, as my friends
so i go dumb and im smart to
yall catch bullets wit your teeth bitch i be catching harpoons
cartoon animation yall on some fake shit
carton camel blazing everyday shit
stressed shit, best out in the town
most love rest doubt that the crown
fit on my head, i might piss in a cup but yall piss in the bed catch a clip to the head
..............through the wrists jesus bled
by the roman government which be the feds
now a days cowards play power politics
crucifying brothers cuz they caught wit chronic bricks what the fuck

you don't want a cold war of words like the soviets
get your ass kicked by afganis wit the opiates
i can tell if a stacks short just by holding it
get money and diss rappers when appropriate

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from L​.​O​.​E. (Lyrics Over Everything), released May 31, 2013

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