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Ink hit the page with a gauge in a rage,
out the smoke with the blades flow unfazed by grenades,
hop off the hood of the whip,
scalp a nigga quick dip out with his bitch,
got the game sowed up with a single stitch,
every 13 seconds itchin for my bic
hear wack raps within my naps that stir a cold sweat, like I wear dead MCs around my neck mic check,
cackle like a stealth pterodactyl,
tackle a cop tryna have me back in shackles,
I pack gats that end battles, so don't tattle
or else you'll get rattled by more than just a paddle,
nigga

My volcano ain't dormant
explode on an informant,
record and then perform it
or rob a bank get rewarded,
Want beef with spaghetti
but you know you can't afford it
cuz I charge by the bullets
and leave yo back contorted,

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