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For you and yours\n[02:27.07] For you and yours\n[02:27.99] The simps, please uhh uhh uhh uhh\n[02:28.84] These studs mention me, uhh uhh uhh uhh\n[02:29.80] As a, intense MC, sent to be the reign\n[02:30.71] On the industry I came\n[02:31.69] With penitentiary talk, Coke and a Hennesey walk\n[02:32.51] My imagery talks, metaphors and similes stalk\n[02:33.43] Time for war, my artillery caulks the hardest nigga\n[02:34.40] I'm killin 'em soft\n[02:35.43] Dealin' with golf, gettin' blowed on the course\n[02:36.45] I be dissin' magazines, but then buy The Source\n[02:37.30] Can't explain why the force, is with me\n[02:38.22] Known to bring a rapper down like Bobby did Whitney\n[02:39.12] Sophisticated sissies strut like this is Beat Street in backpacks\n[02:40.15] Braggin' how they don't eat meat and abstract\n[02:40.92] I backsmack 'em with they skateboard, flee the crime scene\n[02:44.66] With a rhyme scheme to escape frauds\n[02:46.40] Make broads become Queens\n[02:48.29] Run things 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