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-Things we dont know
-And we speak without knowin da truth
(Verse 1)
-Im insane and cant stop it
-Pick a bottle up and pop it
-The tabs on me, you know my label aint floppin
-Hatas bout to pop it, but id prefer they stop it
-Cant blame em, since my rhymes aint really sloppy
-Your albums are jalopies, your fans are zerox copies
-Were blessin every household with a mixtape in the stockin
-Santas even bumpin our songs and markin you naughy
-He heard you were hatin on the king and his army yea
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(Verse 2)
-We're comin 5 strong, and you got like 21
-I know that every minute you'll lose at least 1
-One by one and yea verse by verse
-K-X Records sendin rappers careers through a hearse
-You think im bein cocky? Well stop me you know da name
-King to da X, and i will say it again
-Im a southside killa, so i hope you know da biz (low pitch)
-Shootin ballisticly, and flowin realistically
-Nothin is made up, its mouth made calligraphy
-From the depts of my soul, i vow to make history
-They say your worth more dead, ill have a rich family
-When i hit dirt for good. if they get past SECURITY! yea
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(thats for sho)
(Dont speak it if you dont know da truth)