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"Where they at? Where they at c'mon (x 5)"

From the bottom of my heart

I must declaim

the deranged mind state.

I find hate surrounding me

so I clown a G

and his rebuttal is

"Cas stop bein' a ass "

It makes me think

what'll ever stop the angry

when they wanna throw thangs wit' me?

They're aware I'll bang 'em

because of examples

I have made out of humans

doom when they toy with my thought train,

they're caught plain and simple,

but some will attempt to pull jammies

so I slam with these,

ram these, all into his jaw,

and ideas of why he is front'n really frighten me,

'cause I can be doin' better things with my time,

my pen enlightens the page I puncture

my rage is brunt to show you

what flow too through hard times

and times when my pen

is my only friend,

I'm lonely

then I create a new antidote that'll raise hell,

and I hope this busi-ness pays well,

cause its fly to me

but not worth the anxi-e-ty,

I wish I can BE all I CAN, B,

so the man see his full potential,

with them phrases

get you into dazes,

praise this overlordian

who got shit for the naughty men,

here we go-

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"Where they at? Where they at? Where they at, c'mon. (x 5)"

Hut. Hut. Hike.

I strike like angry employees

It's gonna take more than MC's to destroy these.

Please stop drop and roll a spliff

lift my mind to niggas get bowed and ripped

then I stomp 'em like a brush fire

'cause I get much flyer

even in the clutch

I adjust and bust skills

with negative frills,

still no one will let me look

that we give too to the public

still we're lovin it

how you're dubbin shit

on the DL,

you got the newest shit,

but I can do this shit

and I'm gonna have a fit if you don't quit

'cause you don't get props,

so get stops, it annoys me

when boys be postin' and boastin'

about the noise we enjoys, gee

whillickers, still I serves

my speech to reach you

and beat a new adversary

who had me very frustrated

so I must fade it, invaded,

plus waited for the attack,

but I'm fortified with the proper equipment

to rip shit. Yo, troops we flips it.

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"Where they at? Where they at? Where they at, c'mon