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Spare me the sad song Nigga what you in for Droppin dem bombs & Breakin dem bones Pull out my dick & fuck all dese clones I'm sick & silly nigga simp You can't fuck witta Savage brave heart While you stuck underneath yo comforter Synthesizing all my rhymes & behold the new type Sleeper agent behind the scope Don't give a fuvk bout wat u like Visualizing niggas hidin Smokin nuggets in they bucket When I be Ridin they be dyin Up here in the Pyrex climate Up in my furs but u a slave boy How In The fuck is u got nerve To dig yo grave toy We ain't done playin Playboy My dick hard from this nigga shit Exceptional deformation Even niggas in my set get to racin Got my Muzzle off clashin Safety off flashin Break me off? I'm laughin Gimme da mic I'm gassin ask yo moms bruh I'm a bastard Bash niggas inspect my past Recognize game tacit I'm a soldier Reppin Austria to Cambojja & fold ya Nigga wake up smell that folger's Let them drugs console ya Let me soul control ya Let my flow expose ya From my prophetic cold composure

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from Mecca Zaib​ø​✞​su 2XK7 A​.​D., released January 31, 2016

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