[Intro:]
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Yea.
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You know who it is.
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BANKS.
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[Verse:]
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Niggas talkin all crazy, like I'm a talk back to em,
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Naw I'm a let the gat tattoo em.
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And I can't get it in, I'll jus black blue em
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Like Ezel and P.Miller, screw em.
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Bring your best rapper to me and I'll chew em
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Mike Vick em, OJ em, Ray Carue em.
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I'm part intelligent part schitzo
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And my pain it should help shit grow.
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Rap Klitzco, every punch is hard
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You can't take that from me it come from God.
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My trunk small and shit
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My engine on my back
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LIke South Jamaica, I'm fuckin mack.
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Ya'll little niggas, go and pump a pack.
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Green Gang bars, ain't no punkin that.
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My coffee shop sell weed in it,
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I damn near overdose every visit.
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Out in Amsterdam where they smoke in the street
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And sell pussy like bread minus the blood shed.
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Lamb logo blood red
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More rings than Chicago, nuff said.
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My mommy had heart attacks back to back, Sorry
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But I wasn't really thinkin bout rap.
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And my pops jus passed I had to think about that
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That can be enough to set a nigga of track. I'm back.
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[Talkin:]
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In fact, niggas know exactly what to do. And what not to do.
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Anythings possible. See I'm back, Everything else, really don't matter from here on out.
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[Verse 2:]
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I pop bottles like a beat a case
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My mind race at a cheetahs pace, with addidas lace.
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They fell in love with my neck, I don't need a face
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Nigga you ain't got shit if you don't need a safe.
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These youngins get extorted every year
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By old niggas with salt and pepper hair.
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Shits rough I lower a coffin every year
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Funeral arrangements and mortuary care.
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Yea, I'm in a class with a few
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Like a spec-ed kid, eatin glue.
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I'm colder than a baby abandoned
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The cannon will lay down everything standin.
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Go head stunt end up like Brandon
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You come to me better be God's plannin
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Don't get your ears popped like your landin.
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I'm flyin spurin, radar scramblin.
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Puerto Rican but I speak dough fluent
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Bachelor pad don't gotta sneak hoes to it.
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I speed through the yellows and run the reds
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They hear about if you bump heads, cause they'll be dumb lead.
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If I ain't top 5 who is?
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I'm lyrically loved in every town you live
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Scarface cameras all around the crib.
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Niggas slip on the grass get hit with the sig.
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They sick though and my plane 1st class for the rain
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Turbalance got me rockin champagne stains.
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If I get 4 lanes, I'm a do my time
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I get 200 or somethin, with a flow of mines.
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Cuttin grass, cause nine niggas mowin mine
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Look directly in the watch, you goin blind.
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I'm flyest nigga doin it ask yo mom
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My shit the bomb they used back in 'Nam.
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Your soulmate wanna ride shotgun
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And pretend like she don't got one.
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You know what's next minagin on the yacht son
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Ready to unload like a cop gun.
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You get pregnant then it's to the chop shop
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Cause I don't change diapers, I change drop tops.
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Most wanted number with my black glock cocked
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Real nigga unit boy til my clock stop tickin.
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[Outro:]
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You know.
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Unit
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T.O.S Boy!
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Top 5
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Lloyd Banks |