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Simply Dope
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IP:
These sorry emcees is starting to get old...
IM SICK... of them trying to be bold...
Your lost in the woods like mold...
Is that plated or is it just fake gold...
You need to realize that you got to take hold...
Because now these lines is coming straight from the heart....
Hope you know that i just began to start...
And these berettas over here aint even began to spark...
Im telling ghost stories like Are You Afraid Of The Dark...
Because the question around here is are you afraid of the nark...
Cant believe i said it... no nigga you fucking read it...
And when the boy ratted me out you know he bled shit...
The ground was covered in that red shit...
Think they call it blood but im not sure...
Just go home bitch... your flows not pure...
All this coming straight off the top like a hat....
Lines are hitting like a bat... maybe even a gat...
We stay with that strap... and we love to make it clap...
Ill give you a round of applause... sure that you'll never forget that...
You cant even see us... we like the predator...
You getting cut out this scence like im a movie editor...
Your girl already let you know you aint the only one she spread-it-for...
Stop saying that your just gona forget-the-whore...
Dont worry im just with her for the sex....
You dont got to worry about making her your ex...
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