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All dese niggas think they old and hard
I come in da club wit Bazookas,your guns da size of Granola bars
Ya dont know me,if ya did,you would step away
I got guns dat change ya frame and make ya face as curved as da letta J
I intimidate and eliminate dese hygenicaids
cause they as fake as lemonade made by Minute Maid
I wont cease til dis supremacy decays
intermediate phase just ta see ya memory erased
I got shit ta deal wit resistants
I also got shit dat spray overland so it can hit ya from a distance
You in my face,ya betta get from here
I call ya rhymes lazy cause all they do is sit somewhere
What happened to this rapgame, dis is mayhem
somebody says spit ya rhymes and ya act like ya unauthorized to say em
You can beat me,dawg, not today
Ill have ya rhymes like my sins,washed away

Young Mix
I just had fun wit dis shit

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C'mon now,Im Young Mix man
anybody on dis shit mayne

Young Mix