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promotin my demo cd, dem will all see...that im sent here to destroy any mc///rollin on 20's, ridin in bentleys///
i sent these mafuckas who can't see///that im da best there can be, n im simply///perfectin my skill n infectin to kill///
wreckin yo bills, n steppin on meals///gettin my deals, n settin' my wheels foo's im for real///throw me any topic,
n you'll see u can't stop it///when i glock it i pop it, I make top hits, n hot shit n ya'll be like.. "Ya he got shit"
and guess what, thats not it///theres more in store that i got for your whore///put the metal to the floor n
close my ferrari door///shoot u up wit a fo'four, and leave you all sore///now look here,
i can rap bout guns, drugs, cash or hoes///how i mac those hoes, n den slap those hoes///rap mo flows,
n i gots mo doh///im my own citys fitty, p.diddy...rich, i ain't playin bitch, i just sayin bitch
i got a nine inch stashed in my pants, shhiiit///Im just gettin warmed up,i got more stuff,
and U's gettin torned up, n' horned up, cuz now its crunch-time time for some punch-lines///I got much nines n'
u givin me such-signs///that u's got none-rhymes, n u's da cunt-kind///back out every one-time, n blank out in your-mind///
too bad that u's got none-shine///i can't help you man now it's blunt time///im out G i had a fun time///
let's hear yo shit cuz now i'm done mine