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Runnin your mouth I'm just gonna walk it off
Beat you with my own paper like a barking dog
Haters knock on logs before I chuck a molotov
And can't get any sleep cause the fuckin fire alarms
I admire my palms for they don't think
Grasping a gat like a god reflected at the sink
Respected for nothing but fear is the substitute
How aren't you gonna go the easy route right in front of you
I weed em out like a garden tool n sell the weed to kindergarden schools
Im mr.alotta coolness no cheddar checks
You Can get checked even if disrespect is indirect
Inflict damage on your counter top to counter you
And cut you so bad the stitches aren't countable
I'm not accountable no accounts to pull
So I pull yours you shit your full drawers registers too
I've been in this aggressive mood stupid homosexuals
Smackin fags and calling names since breakfast food
My rap skills are impeccable flip a bird and wouldn't give you a peck or two
No eating if the plate isn't owned by yourself
I'm trying to zone out and feel like no one else
Can't be copied duplicates are poop and piss
Flushem out like a dirty uterus with my assertiveness
Assorted wits try to corner him while him is me
Trying to make history accordingly off of quarters of weed
But there's so much more to me besides the drugs I breathe
For every bit of thug in me is a kid crying out in need