run it
we bout get smoking we bout to get rolling the truce has been broken the beast has awoken my flow is ferocious just in small doses it causes psychosis a trance like hypnosis and breaking yo focus there's no diagnosis I'm just that explosive face it it's hopeless and useless let's clear the confusion it's not an exclusive it's not an illusion I'm ruthless abusive I'm leaving them speechless the public in panic because of the madness they say that manic an addict because I'm back at it demonic Hispanic I'm swangin thru traffic I'm out wreaking havoc I sunk the Titanic the damage is tragic you can't handle this savage when I'm bagging these cannons you think you can manage where many have fallen you up for the challenge jump in and quit stalling and hit the ground running get caught and get punished running this shit at ballas pace shake and a bake with the fade away coming in clutch for the win for the game MVP cuz I make big plays all of my bills à with a big face
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