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Uh, check it, uh It's the repeated violator of beats, stayin' true to my niche Opposing forces wanna box, but ain't got the reach They tried to keep me in one spot, 'til I broke the leash Used to be a sleeping giant, 'til they woke the beast You outta place, couldn't tell you any different You a welterweight and this the heavyweight division I could split you like division, like karate men and stone Separate the meat from bone and party at the throne Whatever you can do, I can do better, uh Whatever I can do, you can't do, never I'm the best ever; forget the critics and whoever I bet five mics what I write be like forever Uh I get to dumpin' like a hundred MACs I keep them rap fiends comin' back, they gon' have to run it back I'm like Usain Bolt, how I run the track Plus I'm on attack, I react like a runningback I get the sack like I'm Warren Sapp I push the pack way across the map, then I bring a quarter back To take a trip where it's tropical and water at I slaughter cats When it come to rap, I do all of that It's the first-ballot hall of famer I got control like a gamer And flavors like the Now and Later Disclaimer: don't play with fire, it can burn your fingers This banger have you hittin' notes like a opera singer Dump Gawd
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