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bell bottom Hammer pants ... written while doing the type writer dance... you can't touch this just glance.. in the cut like lance... Auto advanced..wish Grant... standing Stern and ferm in my stance . ...float like me sting like yellow jackets and fire ants.. on a rant... Big bite small chance..., enhanced... do what they say I can't...i spew you Flow damp... always amped...poppa was a rolling camp... got the game locked like cramps...up on stunts like ramps.... food for thought without the stamps...c clamp...on ya back tramp stamp.... all hail the champ