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[00:00.95]Yo pass me the ball fool
[00:01.83]You better fuckin' pick me, ya
[00:03.64]Straight the fuck up, I roof this shit
[00:04.51]Fuckin' 360 on this pussy
[00:06.38]I don't give a fuck
[00:07.24]I'll kick this motherfucking ball over the fence
[00:10.00]No shoes on
[00:10.83]I know you see me on the TV, lookin' like a hunk of beef
[00:15.38]When I smell your baby mama's shit dungarees
[00:18.01]Somebody get the kid a deal he sound like me
[00:20.86]But nah, dunny don't get down like me
[00:23.55]The falcon flies back to the glove when I whistle
[00:27.16]Don't try to put me in the box like a tissue
[00:29.82]Cause I push you in the box with a pink suit
[00:32.55]Fuck around and have some squid ink soup, bitch
[00:35.23](Ah man there's so much fuckin' hash in this joint right now son)
[00:38.02]Uh, you ain't a legend like Gianni
[00:40.74]I'm so Queens like a Roy Wilkins T-shirt
[00:44.30]With one arm shredded, and one arm missing
[00:47.00]Dog, I was born with a lost vision
[00:50.61]I learned quick I couldn't follow suit
[00:52.42]Cause the Devil put the pork inside the dollar soup
[00:55.13]Now I'm sittin' in first class with a hard dick
[00:58.89]Listenin' to German guitar riffs, what a life
[01:01.58]I was made like the beginning of Jurassic Park
[01:04.27]When they took the fucking bluff on the mosquito with a dope needle
[01:07.85]Then they shot it in a wild lie in 1983
[01:10.50]I popped out holdin' an iron with a visor on
[01:13.23]Yeah, uh huh
[01:15.05]Yo, the videos are like a Jewish summer camp promo
[01:20.56]Your ideas lack of dope, woah
[01:23.29]Yo, silk cinder blocks, cinnamon socks
[01:26.88]On the low like a whip without shocks
[01:28.60]I bag bitches in flocks
[01:29.59]Representative for everything official
[01:32.26]Ya'll niggas can't live, so it's officially an issue
[01:34.94]Quarter proof penmanship, padded on a rugby
[01:37.79]Hammerin' the hamper 'case a nigga try to thug me
[01:43.19]I'm a idol, my wave is tidal, forget survival
[01:45.53]Treat the last record I broke just like a rival
[01:47.30]Uh, I'm New York before it turned into a bike lane
[01:50.06]Never had a light fame, split the pipe cane
[01:51.99]It was written but I wrote it
[01:55.57]Put religion right on my neck and then I froze it
[01:59.19]Laurenovitch, yeah
[02:00.04]3: 36 in the morning
[02:03.60]Location: a drug infested area, Brooklyn, New York
[02:09.11]What am I doing? Standing on an unidentified corner
[02:13.69]With a Latin individual, corn rows, foam posits
[02:17.21]All sorts of a felony in his waist
[02:19.93]But who are you? She only loves me when I'm naked
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