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Ouu Yea, yea, yea Ouu I'ma just rap Aight, truth be told I was only lame until round about, mmm, 4th Grade Then I dropped a bully and they began to treat me like I was King Arthur with the sword raised Aye look, blessings came when the storm raged My message lowkey be ordained I spit it for slaves who adore chains But find it hard to recognize the door frame to Every exit, to the mindset subdued by impoverished customs I assumed by now they'd be reluctant to show and prove They moves be counterproductive, ouu To the life they discussed with me before my sight reconstructed Before I saw 'em, hand my bro Farouk 25 to life like It was nothin' Ouu, live by the G code since I was wee old, I stay true to principles Plus I grew up with gangstas that had mo lean on 'em Than Mike Jack in smooth criminal, ouu I seen murder, I seen a pimp take a lost thot and convert her I seen the servers, I don't want problems, but if it's beef I'm a burger I'm an observer, I use discernment, but I still keep me a burner 'Cause Lucy determined he want me burnin' But I be at peace in the furnace, ouu Yuh, every flow be a sermon, I got raps like a turban Letras de cancionesMe take a loss with the bars is something y'all will not see like germans I be in the hood like churches Mama got us out the hood with nursin' Never spit a bar that's uncertain 'Cause I talk to God, He make every word connect Feel like I'm speaking in cursive I tend my garden for the serpents Me and Fat be cleaner than detergent Started posting pictures of my Fatty My DM had all these harlots emerging And I see you boys liking Fat pics on IG Just know she look better in person, ouu Yea, and she mine, mine, mine tho And she fine times 9,999,999 bro Yuh, really don't matter the number, just know it's uncountable Unpronounceable, my flow is bountiful, lowkey insurmountable Ouu, yuh, yea My flow is bountiful, lowkey insurmountable, ouu From Letras Mania