State of the Union Address
Takeout stake out who u tryin fakeout that what ur tryin do u in to who i see blue case mask on his face what wont erase money bag chase exotic place called a palace showcase is malice who is vicious my words is malicious lets dish this is it christmas i have ur wish list sry had to miss this official business who is this ur on the run i got the gun no pun intend time to end it here rock bye no fear blaze of glory what fucking story thats right lori or do they call u tory lanez plain janes what fucking shame dame to fame rap game aint the same call it gun smoke mixed with say my name whos ta blame rhythm to reason to much seasons who u pleasin or out here teasin words cold got ya ll freezin breezin by dry ur eyes no need to cry no story or alibi dont ask why just try to get cash damn not enough gas etta james at last the savior has come had to put down the gun no need to run now i got one wish cuz i luv genie with beanies drinking martinis with women in bikinis favorite food zucchini hot girl meanie not big tinee tiny toe got u by the coat lets goooooo not amongs friends but foe just run me my dough this is no game hoe get out door hands on the floor this is black rob woo hell no dipping trippin flippin the fuck out this not about clout or clown sit the fuck down pound for pound u hit ur last round i bought the damn town hall meeting greeting guest no bullet proof vest no s on my chest just khaled we the best music hope u can excuse it just dont fuckin lose it its choice with a voice we come to use am here to prove it.
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Takeout stake out who u tryin fakeout that what ur tryin do u in to who i see blue case mask on his face what wont erase money bag chase exotic place called a palace showcase is malice who is vicious my words is malicious lets dish this is it christmas i have ur wish list sry had to miss this official business who is this ur on the run i got the gun no pun intend time to end it here rock bye no fear blaze of glory what fucking story thats right lori or do they call u tory lanez plain janes what fucking shame dame to fame rap game aint the same call it gun smoke mixed with say my name whos ta blame rhythm to reason to much seasons who u pleasin or out here teasin words cold got ya ll freezin breezin by dry ur eyes no need to cry no story or alibi dont ask why just try to get cash damn not enough gas etta james at last the savior has come had to put down the gun no need to run now i got one wish cuz i luv genie with beanies drinking martinis with women in bikinis favorite food zucchini hot girl meanie not big tinee tiny toe got u by the coat lets goooooo not amongs friends but foe just run me my dough this is no game hoe get out door hands on the floor this is black rob woo hell no dipping trippin flippin the fuck out this not about clout or clown sit the fuck down pound for pound u hit ur last round i bought the damn town hall meeting greeting guest no bullet proof vest no s on my chest just khaled we the best music hope u can excuse it just dont fuckin lose it its choice with a voice we come to use am here to prove it.
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