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Check it bitch why should I care,
medusa snakes in my dreadlocked hair,
stone face with the red eye stare,
bullets tear limbs like everywhere,
I hit these streets in my kleats and my brass knuckles,
huff so much laughing gas it pass out my ass when I fuckin chuckle,
so you better buckle, cuz I ain't bein subtle,
I'll blast that ass fast into a bloody puddle,
spat my verse now y'all niggas huddle,
and act like y'all niggas ain't in mothafuckin trouble,
poppin off the scene like pills
and pyrotechnics,
techs in my trench so don't tempt the tempest,
I keep a ruby Uzi at my family jewels,
fools rush in the crack house reloadin their tools,
I'm numb like the chamber of a gun after it busts one,
my records on the needle like an addiction,
possessed off the sess and I got a confession,
cast down niggas just worldly possessions,
professing blessings
gotta sacrifice a mic,
and a whack ass nigga who's lines ain't tight,
bloodthirsty niggas be bobbing like gargoyles,
moon's obscured by smoke from tin foil,
I rap like my tongue's a coil,
spittin oil that'll spoil the sky when it rains up from the soil,
stumble through like I own these streets,
one hand on the flask
the other clutching the sheath
do you feel me?

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from (AK: A) Young Cannonball​-​Note Waltz (Playboy's Cut), released June 18, 2011

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