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DEFARI lyrics : "Pick a Number"

Oh boy, so this what you been waitin' for huh?
Well here he is


[Defari]
I'm off the chain
Like runaway slaves with gauges

My life had to change, so I broke through the cages
Faced the nation, lyrics for you %#@!ty critics
Bottle of whiskey, you stressed man Herut be sippin' it

Open the gates, get it on don't hesitate
Stompin' like King Kong ^!$$%, from the Golden State
Holdin' weight in the Pacific-10 Conference

You $#&@in' wit Defari man, you $#&@in' wit a monster
Big rhymes, big shows, big sponsors
So big, sometimes I think my name is Swanson

But it's not, it's O.G. Dwayne Johnson
With diamond cut rhymes that be costin' when I floss 'em
I beat the papers and the blocks for new stocks

A blue faced watch, full of rocks and new socks
And new draws, Big Daddy like Lou ????
The style that I kick move %#@! like U-Haul

I'm givin' back what you lack, and that's that
These square ^!$$%z wack, look at that, and that's that
Los Angeles, see a fake dude, dismantle him

Snatch him off his high horse of course de-saddle him
Why battle him? this ^!$$% silly, geeky, garbage
Prankster and fool I drop a jewel of knowledge

Went to school through college, a ?????????? abolish
Defari, a cold guy with a style that's polished
Like Sepulveda and Venice car wash

The street star stop, blow a blunt
Game's choppin', tall cans pop
I beat the streets and the blocks where birds flock

These pretty little (*##$es wanna jump and bump @@#!s
So four fingers up - make sure the two's cross (West Coast!)
The West Coast gotta make room for a new boss


Odds & Evens huh?
Defari, the new ablum huh?

Aye, give us some more, can ya?

[Defari]

Toss around your mind when I rhyme
Advance with killer lines, come and get it it's dinner time
They hungry for more and more words that I spit

From ex-tended clip, with an AK-47 back kick
Back flip quick from multiple hits you !@$(
You've entered a world of a ^!$$% who came to smash it

I've had it up to here with you silly cats
I'm twistin' a Philly bat, and sportin' a new L.A. fitted cap
A tall can, leave me alone with your small plans

I'm holdin' a family, you a small man little kid
You just a little big, I be wit official niggs
See basically you not built for this

See I be killin' these streets
Like big trucks on 22's, and 21's, plenty rum the style that I use
Twenty tons, many guns - collapse your flimsy lungs

Flimsy tongue, y'all relic ^!$$%z done

Defari you somethin' else baby

I can't wait to hear the rest
Odds & Evens baby..

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