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Lyrics sick... like pedo?
WORD. That's NEATO! Covid's gone, but still, give me my 6 feet, though. (Please)
What I drop, is primo!
Put it on the scale, watch the binds snap 'fore the number appears
Not good at math by any stretch, but I'm the sum of all fears.
So, with that being said? I'm ready to catch my second wind...
Schrodinger's cat still in the box that I left it in.
I see the bigger picture, frame it, put it on a wall.
Get 7 years of bad luck, from breaking your chandelier jaw.
AH! You got to love it! BITCH. Pick up the pieces!
These are big shoes to fill. They can't fit in these sneakers!
Ain't even no use in trying. <-- How about that grammar absurdity?
Mark's coach, over his shoulder like, "Cram in more words there, B!"
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...Man, the nerve of me, observantly serving he.
Words will be third degree burns that need surgery.
It begs the question, how do I do it?
I took that little style of yours, n' then I improved it
You know. Back when we had DMUSIC.
I'd slap these kids around like they were my students.
Catch that second hand Whiplash trauma.
POW! Send you running to yo' BITCH ASS MAMA!
NA-UH. I'm just joking. You didn't do nothing to me.
As far as I'm concerned, Mark, you are a G. (congrats)
Remove the oxygen mask; give it some room, to breathe.
I'll drop a rap that will bring civilization to its knees.
Yeah... like, "admire 'dat, 'shun".
TAKE THAT TAKE THAT. Baby oil on the floor... that's not weird at all. (nah)
Especially for the people that don't fear the law.
Jesse Ventura filed a suit - didn't care at all (nope)
She just did it. Made him a admit it.
And after he did, my man, 50, put on a clinic.
Took the man to the slaughter. He spared no expense.
Had 'em asscheeks out. 'fore he could prepare a defense.
Not sure what's happening in prison, but it can't be good.
Perhaps it's better than rubbing elbows, with Suge
I mean, that man has his own demons he's dealing with, now.
Appealing it, how? The man was fucking guilty. You should have seen him in trial.
My lord. He looked miserable, n' wild annoyed.
The guilt was written all over his face, like The Island Boys.