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Silus Miscellaneous Blow U Out Yall aint ready 5x Let's make this official U aint gotta pull out your pistol Cuz I'll play a game where theres no such thing as a whistle This is confidential That means this between me and u now wut your punk crew gonna do I dont think im the best But every time I touch people say I been blessed Yall other rappers talk about ice U probably so broke u probably cant afford just to throw the rice Better pull up your guard Cuz im gonna hit u so hard U gonna think u be hind bars If u mess wit me Your peeps gonna miss u And find the ground full of your body tissue can u spit A hot flow or no If u cant me u better not doubt Now I must blow u out blow u out blow u out The girlz reconize And these fakr hustlers do to Im the hottest thing walking through high school From sen-high to ben-high I got your girl saying why-why U had to go bye-bye Cua while im playin U sittin there hatin Trying to still my rhymes Like u gary payton Mess wit me u better say your prayers Cuz ill have u runnin li9ke u gale sayers So good night Cuz me u aint gonna be able to fight Against me haha U to little of a mass To last Thats why your so called called crew pass Im like ludacris ill throw them bows On the down low So nobody has to know How I broke your nose Now it look like a disformed rose Now be like m.o.p. and ante up your clothes And your old jordans They are older than My grandfather Why even bother to battle me That's a pity |
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