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How I be rolling, holding my sword, Lord I be zoning | Going hard in the moment, only God can control him | I told 'em it's not a game, show 'em, kno…
How I be rolling, holding my sword, Lord I be zoning Going hard in the moment, only God can control him I told 'em it's not a game, show 'em, know how to flame They broken, I got 'em smoking, he stroking a lot of dames Saying who the boss, stupid 'till you prove it, it's talk I'm Anakin before the Dark Side, moving with Force Of course ready steady winning the feeling The rain heavy, confetti, bet he be toasting up Pepsi and Henny, plenty before him had bored him But all that saw him had soared him He the king of the kingdom, forefront of the forum Scoring like I'm Jordan, applaud and they support him Reflection of what they taught him, salute him in postmortem Don't short him, don't try, can't play him Can't stop him, don't try, won't phase him The money, the broads, the cars, nah they don't make 'em The CZARFACE? That's a bold statement You'd rather sweat out a fever in Liberia With 50 men that fit the ebola virus criteria With nurses dead in puke unprotected Infected area, ice-grilling ISIS while isolated in Syria Now that's a bold statement and it's real I find 'em all in infuriating Kinda like Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D With two bars kill your five man group They got a three word vocab like "I am Groot" Gimme Tylenol and Advil cause I'm violent of the head still I silence all the devils when I'm wilin' with the rebel Esoteric, I run rap like freestyling on a treadmill I'm a giant with a pencil, modern science wants to stencil You never get the calls and bitch about how crooked refs be Your style's pesky, like spelling Mike Krzyzewski Bars dumb/hot like a Fox News anchor slut Hang it up, your hottest shit I trump it like Gillespie It was a concocted tale that was convoluted Lawmen and prosecutors heavily armed to shoot it A storyboard that was rough and rugged and filled with splinters Courtroom colder than the Alaskan winters A wild dog bit the extended hand Exposed the secret world of a tormented man, damn In this world, loose tongues are cut with razors Something major, inside the darkest corners of twisted behavior The lowest and hottest places on Earth Large pools of sulfuric acid marks the turf Giant land masses that pull away A crack in the crust no trust and the killers are willing to pay Eruptions for years in lakes of lava Huge dome of rock on the block that's from the plaza The youth has risen to the challenge Cause the grass isn't green enough but its blades are sharp as talons
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