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Bitch blew me a hummer
So loud she needed a muffler
I'm laying tailpipe
Bitch I ain't right
And if niggas ain't bang my tape yet
I'ma break necks
When I'm summoned from the tape deck
So who's next?
This is fact not fiction
If me and my crew getsta fixin friction
Yo crew end up missing
Cuz there's no failure on my mission
That snow white funk
Got my nose all snotty
Riding in the trunk
Be the twelve gauge shotty
But I'm gripping up on these clips
Serving simps hella quick
My crew be hella thick
Yo shit irrelevant
I keeps it real
Live with no regrets
Just respect
A word you don't hear
In yo world of dialect
Where's yo connects
My lexicon with proper inflection
Under inspection
Does not let up
Or let MCs get up
Niggas take they turn
As I burn upside they head
Like perms with ringworm germs
Squirm into they brain
Where I marinate
Install the dream
Awaken then detonate
Check Possession
Cuz it really dont mean shit to me
Casting down niggas
Dealing out ass whippings
On the cheapish
Trickin on my block
Yo cock is gonna need a leash bitch
Gorilla pimp on the peel
Ain't no secrets

Mane the game aint a game
Mang the game ain't 4 playin
In the game you get hooked
Even if you money makin
Mane the game aint a game
Mang the game ain't 4 playin
The game don't play ho
Know what I'm saying

So niggas hear my flow but act like they don't hear me tho
My words lethal
and not to be vetoed
I land to pull stings
Like a mosquito
Pause ya set like TiVo
So I can whip it like devo
The people
Have yet to recognize evil
Canceling niggas verses
When I pull these MCs from they steeple
Rinse and repeat
Insert coin
Accept defeat
Like its yo destiny
I got that recipe
That'll have these niggas festering

Never getting trapped in the past
Cuz all the past did
was whoop a nigga ass kid

Everyone posting pictures
Like they living well
They can tell i'm dying in the game
Not quietly raising hell
And that's the way it shall remain
With me looking down on MCs
From a higher plain
Let me show you something you cant touch
Cant fuck with these mainstream niggas
Soft as cream whipped
Painting they nails blacc
They just wack nigga

See I just be too silky on my toes
To ever get caught shlippin
See niggas be trippin
Yet there on the same block
There I be pimpin
So you see the game is cold
And the block is hot
And my rhymes contain
That which yours cannot
I Check the spots
If it gots lotsa pots
Ima go at it and ghost
Nigga

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from In Versus Mode (UNOFFICIAL), released February 8, 2013

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