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*LYRICS* Them raw niggas who got chopped by the fan. And copped the grass of the land. Who don't need guns we destroy with our hands. We blazing quality volume higher than stars at a glance. (7/7/96 - ? ) I'm tryna stop but I can't. Flow sick that I choke wizards and poke witches with the sharp scissors I put a hault to them old niggas and I'm told I'm wicked with lyrics hearing is cold I mold spirits to gold. Don't be scared just come home. And with the dime that I rolled Ill have my dinner to go. It's possible you ain't know that I'm powerful with the force. Instilled in me. I'm here just to kill billies and see how you really feel with me. The last time be real with me. I'm tryna get rich bruh my pockets like one divided by 50. But nobody even asked for your 2 cents. So fuck you and everybody you's with. Hit me up with new shit when we get poppin I'm purchasing all the new gifts. That includes the shit I never had like yo bitch new lips. A pool table, pool sticks, and a new clique. When dude spits I'm cruel and doom is set for the trip. Prepare to get ripped to even parents being scared to get whipped. The negative 6 to the 5th fraction im told to fuck your reaction from used to being nappy with half a ounce of that african happy meal. I'm planning to get it with or without a deal. And if my fans is real then I need to do it without a shield. Caught you niggas slippin on banana peels and yes there's many fish in the sea but she's what I'd rather reel. So what I'm saying? Fuck yo bitch and how she actually feels. I'm rapping to kill. You flappin your bill and braggin bout you trap with your skills. My actions for real you acting like you never practiced you're distracted by rappers who do it better, you salty? Here's your pepper. My goal is to get this cheddar and to do this shit forever boy. Whether you respecting my efforts is measured, pressure is pressured, my predecessor's my professor with a message I invest my time in lesser assessments whoever freshens the desert is the aggressor. Not to mention everybody tryna be successful. That in itself makes it stressful. Makes you pop a blood vessel but who else is gonna help you in your time of need when everything ain't going special. So wipe the tears from your eyes. And when you hear the surprise a nigga made it you can cheer from the cries. And drink a beer when it's wise. And listen to the shit you need to revise and I advise you if you hear just to dine by all means get the fuck outta line if you ain't heard then it's my time to shine. If you face me you will possibly die. Them bitch niggas they don't get a reply.