-Merk Squad-
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IP:
InFactuation yo, In Fact U need De contamination//
Cos my experimentation of lyrics is spredin like radiation//
You like a kid with no Patience, All you do is winge yo lyrical Notation//
No sense, thats you to a tee, an i'ma a fuckin golf glub gonna drive you back to Ivy league//
couldnt get your ass signed even if you were in a body cast. I¹m a true lyricist I don't even need a beat to spit on, infactuation is like toilet water,always gettin sh-t on//
Think you a baller? like you really out spending cash
(ha), You think you nice? Just remember, nice guys finish last.//
Fuck you, fuck your click, and fuck your set list, I eat wack wanna be emcees for breakfast//
Check this, your probably as fake as your necklace, Probably play a show and can't even get yourself on the guest list//
Goin against infact? you wouldn't,
wanna try it, Your pockets look slim like you put em on a diet//
throw you in the back of the Lac truck, Go head and act tough, get your f-gg-t ass smacked up//
You make me laugh Thinkin you clap metal, When the beef is on, all I seen you do is backpedal//
Since you sleepin on me...I send you back intobed, And since you two-faced...I slap you in the back of the head//
Then I slap you in the front, so I can hit you on both sides, Throw you in your trunk and send your car on a ghost ride//
infactuation is all HYPE, you aint makin no hits man, So wack you can't even get down in quicksand//
I don't need any hype, just a pen and pad, And I'ma make more Franklins than Benjamin's dad//
Done .
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