If such a thing exists as being such a king as this
!@%*s pucker up, to kiss the ring and fist
The rhyming vet, the livest yet

drop fly %#@! like a G-4 private jet
Bet you get more than grazed by the nine
Layed by the side

Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine
And clowns hate how I lock this down
If they think I'm obnoxious now, wait til I pop Cristal

Got one need, to just smoke out
but if your weed's got one seed, the %#@! don't count
Dog, you don't want us running home.

You don't want it Holmes. If you a 'G'
You as silent as the one in front of Gnome
And you can love me, or you can judge me

But dissin me's like, Beetlejuice in a cape, Super Ugly
Trust me, I'ma %#@! on my foes
And sit on my throne

So hop off my dick and get on your own

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O-H-I-O, no place like home
Everywhere I go, I relocate my throne
Roll it up. Light it up. Fire it up

Bring a (*##$ to the telly and get high as $#&@

Schatz got me upchuckin in a cut buzzin

Might spit about the same %#@!, but then again
Who the $#&@ doesn't?!?!
When writers fed, bite his lead, or we can fight instead

And $#&@ a can, we open whoop $$# by the keg
Tell your boys to get your lame crest on
Wanna rip together? Y'all can share the same headstone

And it's rarely ever that I bury pairs together
But I'm ruthless.
I did it with ease like Jerry Heller

So if you mention me,
you fairies better levitate or jump a fence from me
Seven eight's a heavyweight, like pregnancy

And you can die in a coupe with dark tint
COPY! Shoot the sky til the moon is dark red
STOP ME! You could try, but I move at mach 10

WATCH ME! Superfly from the booth like Clark Kent
COPY! Doctor Strange when I'm on the ???
The vets I roll with will put your dogs to sleep

Puff five blunts straight to the brain
Jakki's got one five one through a pump straight to the vein
Sights a bit wrecked.

I ain't even light the spliff yet
and already my eyes are bloodshot like a crips set


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Y'all cats ain't never gonna advance, I'm big headed

Got an even bigger ego for the one in my pants
Lames hurtin.
I aim perfect for opponent's heads

Still in charge like a cordless phone is dead
Only writin four bar verses now. REASON??
Can't get past the fifth line without the crowd screamin

Y'all don't rhyme, y'all (*##$. Dick in mouth even
Only time y'all spit's when you spittin out !@&(
Hope you're ready !@$(s,

my prose already classic
And like laffy taffy I got a joke on every rapper
You hold your own? NO YOU DON'T

I'll let you %#@! first, when I start %#@!tin the toilet overflows
And I ain't quittin six four, dyin hittin chicks raw
In the Hyatt on the fifth floor with her hymen splittin

So bet the money you got MY ALBUM'S LIKE HELL!
You don't know when it's comin but you know it's gonna be hot


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