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24 Jun 2021

I just super ate, now I'm full. coming live and direct, with immaculate influence. I know im the dopest. flow as tight as air can be. Hugh as a plane in the sky, simply floating. huffing and puffing that gas, laughing and joking. smoking only grade a and counting my cheese. I can't break, this ain't a lease. im a monster mixed with beast. I'm a God and a King. bringing that sting. swag dripping like fresh paint. I disappear and vanish but first im leaving my traces. counting dead presidents faces. imma tie them knots like Jordan Nike shoelaces. as time paces, smoking that stanky, sticky icky. a mouse in the house like Mickey. sauce dripping. flossing in my whip, every. im on top like Everest. got green like all the forests combined. I rhyme in my prime. shine on automatic. digging deep juss like a mine. but not only gold, I want all the kinds of jewelry that there is to find. I grind forward, deleted the rewind. this music is my therapy and my drug. shooting slugs, smashing haters faces in like pugs. shattering they hearts and destroying they mugs. the females are in love with me, they give me hugs and kisses, send me xs and os. thats just how it goes, doped up on chronic dro. still I continue to row like a boat. this is my oath. I make a toast. home sweet home. let me cast the first stone. a self made man and millionare, I do it all for my own. I'm so fresh, my bars as clean as soap. burden light with no yoke. this that honey ham. grand slam. swoosh. a soothing aroma. underneath vanilla skies. living in a wide expanse. vast land. burning rubber on a quarter mile drag strip like the fast and the furious. wishing everyone a merry Christmas. and a happy new year. the females are in love with me, they give me hugs and kisses, send me xs and os. thats just how it goes, doped up on chronic dro. smoking purple, look like it's grape. got assortments and varieties of different taste. on stage like a coach. flinging the roaches. this beat is a biscuit, it's ready when it's golden. flow openly. tighter than virgins. on a private island. no need for holding. living lavish, cheefing that lavender. with top models riding passenger. looking for much more than average, well I'm right here.

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I just super ate, now I'm full. coming live and direct, with immaculate influence. I know im the dopest. flow as tight as air can be. Hugh as a plane in the sky, simply floating. huffing and puffing that gas, laughing and joking. smoking only grade a and counting my cheese. I can't break, this ain't a lease. im a monster mixed with beast. I'm a God and a King. bringing that sting. swag dripping like fresh paint. I disappear and vanish but first im leaving my traces. counting dead presidents faces. imma tie them knots like Jordan Nike shoelaces. as time paces, smoking that stanky, sticky icky. a mouse in the house like Mickey. sauce dripping. flossing in my whip, every. im on top like Everest. got green like all the forests combined. I rhyme in my prime. shine on automatic. digging deep juss like a mine. but not only gold, I want all the kinds of jewelry that there is to find. I grind forward, deleted the rewind. this music is my therapy and my drug. shooting slugs, smashing haters faces in like pugs. shattering they hearts and destroying they mugs. the females are in love with me, they give me hugs and kisses, send me xs and os. thats just how it goes, doped up on chronic dro. still I continue to row like a boat. this is my oath. I make a toast. home sweet home. let me cast the first stone. a self made man and millionare, I do it all for my own. I'm so fresh, my bars as clean as soap. burden light with no yoke. this that honey ham. grand slam. swoosh. a soothing aroma. underneath vanilla skies. living in a wide expanse. vast land. burning rubber on a quarter mile drag strip like the fast and the furious. wishing everyone a merry Christmas. and a happy new year. the females are in love with me, they give me hugs and kisses, send me xs and os. thats just how it goes, doped up on chronic dro. smoking purple, look like it's grape. got assortments and varieties of different taste. on stage like a coach. flinging the roaches. this beat is a biscuit, it's ready when it's golden. flow openly. tighter than virgins. on a private island. no need for holding. living lavish, cheefing that lavender. with top models riding passenger. looking for much more than average, well I'm right here.

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