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Uh Yeah Ladies and gentlemen Y'all already know what time it is Don't peep in this kitchen, don't worry what I got cookin' 'Cause curiosity could kill a lion My path enlightened, I predicted it just like the Mayans End of days, I got initiated into science (This a science) I hear 'em cryin' we facilitated an alliance Don't get mad the dope sellin', 'cause you n***as buyin' I ain't into the wrinkled clothes, so I keep the iron I can float in the double-R or I can push the Cayenne; I am The best that еver did it, n***a, admit it How could he be this wеll-presented when finessin' them digits? When I lift the AR, it look like I'm caressin' a midget With a maximum DPS so I can barbecue chicken It's Mister Culprit; I'm constipated, finna drop mo' sh*t With the legend Mach, comin' from Port Prince My jersey bear the number seven like Mike Vick I used to pray for times like this to rhyme real sick Science, man Here you are
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