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Blowing bomb like nagisaki
This sour got me loud as Kawasaki
Prowling probably im in the hood but been seen in Abu Dhabi
Outer body my 16s Paranormal
This is iowaska open my 3rd eye up
Come inside with mobsters
Connect the dots then we tie the knots up
They tried to rob my style but shit was botched up
Surgery time i'll fix the line up
The Maserati ride up with no tints on my neck you can cop a Mazda
The doe rinsed
Wash money we don't talk connections
More progression This is all perfection
I Never caught a L just taught a lesson
My mans on appeal he fought depression
And fought the system
Prescriptions and perception got him often stressing
Aint No reason to write him
Don't bite the hand that feed you
Don't feed the animals these niggaz is biting
This is lightning in a bottle
Niggaz is frightened
All your senses get highlighted
Can't pretend nothings like him