Evil Red Flame
Real %#@!


[Verse 1: Lil B]
I got the infrared, now ya dead
^!$$%s come to taliban

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Sharp like Randy Moss
(*##$ riding shotgun

My ^!$$% in the other whip
Treat me like the president
Sending me them death threats

Thinking on some other %#@!
^!$$% been had respect
But ^!$$%s wanna test me

That's when I Wayne Gretzky
And put em on ice
That really really gets me

And I'm rich like Lisa Lesley
And I don't rock ice
And yes I run the ESPYS

And yes I smoke, the best weed
Buy a pound next week
Sell it back next week

The hustle just jet speeds
Like Footlocker
With clips up in the locker, like boom shaka locka

I'm Taaka like vodka
We riding Tonka
Like Hustler and D-Love

The game full of scrubs, computer screen thugs
^!$$% fareal
Young bloods, young cuz

Fareal young thugs
Cuz life ain't easy
^!$$%s wanna leave me splattered

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