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Drop the mic I see you, your not slick Run up on stage to make you look silly Finna send you back to the hilly Run up on you with my nerf gun Now one is done, more to go Yo silly ass looking like a hoe You finna see me up top like a pro Where are you, do I see you, no Sitting down spitting facts But you are in the office with the fax macine Not trying to mean but I can cause a scene Running this shit down town The only place your going is down This may go bad I wont be mad Just shut up lil lad Before you start to become sad Posting shit like an ad Bars on fire that you cant control This is equivalent to taking your soul You looking like a fool I will hit you with a stool After that wont be cool I sleep with your mother Because your dad found another No you are not the brother You finna be left here to suffer Never ever gonna find a lover And I hope you never recover Me and the boys are the gunner While you will be down in the gutter