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It's what it is
Hahahahahahaha
It's what it is again
Lyrical accuracy can cause opponents to act inadequately
And get out the rap scene casually
Sinkin' your conscience, when you convertin' seem more embarrassing
Every year I give out free turkeys, lyrics as a charity
After the ball drop, I get back to the salary
A marksman in the police academy
Grease on models' hands, you know why they jackin' me
Practically why I'm practicing
That reverse off the fiber
My head in the cylinder
They astound I'm up so higher
Sittin' up like a truck driver
She gon' have sex if I sign her
Y'all need brand names all over your body
Y'all think y'all wear it better than the designer
Forget that rap MCM
I'm all around the synthesizer
Bender opened the cab
Send in the Uber back out to Nitra
Deal with some issues, very minor
Those with Alzheimer's get painted with a primer
Call us some co-workers to hang up they rhymes up
The league say you ain't got the size enough
Thoughts, they are built and buff
Dodge 150 Ram tough
Colossal work, handle much
First feed 'em before they get ready at Wolfgang Puck
Because, who playin' brass knucks?
Organic power, trippin' over flowers
More to build with, a lot to explain
Organic power, trippin' over flowers
More to build with, a lot to explain
Everything smell good, trippin' over flowers
Everything smell good, organic power
Show the fiestas to the schmucks
The area where she be on her knees, where she suck
Dominatin' the post where they foul most
Up so high, they tryna fly a drone
I make a lot of soldiers with vocals postpone and go home
Erase what they came up with
My DNA all in they press kit
My delivery by myself somehow becomes an investment
To your mind, it's a verbal fuel injection