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And it's money like a hobby for you to seduce\n  But if you blink twice nigga you can Maduse\n  See the snakes in here, look at Satan there\n  I pray that you niggas all playing fair\n  You can't help but stare as you face the glare, yeah\n  I'm not up on in short yellow\n  With a helmet on my head while I'm eating marshmallows\n  Playing jigsaw while I'm picking off devils\n  I can rock this shit on all levels\n  Straight up out the ES, journey over BS\n  I'm like a hundred kilos stuffed in the Prius\n  I'm going hard 'til they free us\n  Hold up wait a minute\n  Let me put some season in this Gumbo\n  Hold up wait a minute\n  Let me put some season in this Gumbo\n  Whole lot of flavor, flavor, for you\n  Have you ever put your hand over fire just to see what you could tolerate?\n  And you can find no escape\n  Life is a Dominatrix waiting for shit to pollinate\n  To make you mind your mistakes\n  Keeping my chin down, nose clean, with my guards up\n  Charged up 'cause this ghetto got 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suit\n[00:16.41] You either coming with some products or you coming for loot\n[00:18.54] I'm coming with the peace so I'm chucking the deuce\n[00:21.00] I ain't tryna run a train I'm just in the caboose\n[00:23.34] And I'm tryna give these niggas the truth\n[00:25.32] I ain't 'bout to spazz on 'em, give 'em light\n[00:27.47] I'm just doing my Zeus\n[00:28.61] Rubbing on her body just like a masseuse\n[00:30.33] And it's money like a hobby for you to seduce\n[00:32.52] But if you blink twice nigga you can Maduse\n[00:34.93] See the snakes in here, look at Satan there\n[00:37.31] I pray that you niggas all playing fair\n[00:39.74] You can't help but stare as you face the glare, yeah\n[00:42.28] I'm not up on in short yellow\n[00:44.90] With a helmet on my head while I'm eating marshmallows\n[00:47.38] Playing jigsaw while I'm picking off devils\n[00:49.98] I can rock this shit on long levels\n[00:51.95] Straight up out the ES, journey over BS\n[00:54.34] I'm like a hundred kilos stuffed 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the star bucks\n[02:03.45] You can't swim if you don't paddle\n[02:05.80] Wake up in the morning with my nose to the gravel\n[02:08.16] Bloodhound, for that federal reserve note\n[02:11.11] That's when I noticed the switch niggas just turned coats\n[02:13.39] It's the way of the world, carry the weight of the world\n[02:15.56] Carry a blade too, for they forsake you\n[02:17.08] Yeah, I'm the vision, from the night I was born\n[02:20.28] To be the eye of the tiger in the eye of the storm\n[02:23.02] Eye on the clock, ain't no need for alarms\n[02:25.32] Just get on your A-game when it's time to perform\n[02:27.87] Yeah, and I can show you what it feels like\n[02:31.36] The moment they want you defeated but yet you still fight\n[02:39.64] So what it feel like?\n[02:41.97] Hold up wait a minute\n[02:42.51] Let me put some season in this Gumbo\n[02:43.17] Hold up wait a minute\n[02:46.88] Let me put some season in this Gumbo\n[02:47.56] Whole lot of flavor, flavor\n[02:53.15] Whole lot of 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