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I was born back in 1988
Came out the womb with a crazy face
Bobbin my head, notepad and pen all in my hand
With a Satan flow it seems God couldn't save the day
So I am an atheist inherently
You should be scared of me
They label me a terrorist
Consciously removing all the confidence from Arabs
While arrogant America's receiving all the compliments
Damn
I got an issue with that
So don't speak on my people
Or I'mma leave you missing in the river full of liquor til your liver is black (bitch)
I'm a pissed pitbull with a pistol for you cyst pimples
Pop pop back off ok I'm straight playing
I let my Anna Kournikova do the AK'in
I'm a drunk (?pogin??) addict just getting my fix

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They ask why I rap
I tell em that I'm too small to ball
I'm too short for sports but I still call your broad
I'm too short, the hoes I pull off their drawers
Try to intercept and I'll draw your card like Hallmark
No I don't carry arms but I will Barry Bonds you out the ballpark
Like the hot dog shit I said I'm hot, dog
Your bitch got the buns so I'm trying to cop me some
And fuck every chick but her like pop corn
I Beat her til the SWAT team and the cops storm
I know she like it so I strike her like lightning skies
She get excited every time that I'm right in her thighs
I got screws loose dude it's not hard to see
I'm a legal and need an Evil Knievel can see I need a cathedral
Priests please quarantine me from the people
These demons turned me into a smeagle, it's lethal
Damn

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As I write my mixtape deserve 5 mics
Them other rappers alright, they all hype, uh
I'm getting drunk with all the tailgaters
My tracks are on fire like a trail blazer
But I'm a fucking Laker
You already know that ain't nothing greater
A shout out to the fucking haters
I need y'all to show me what you're fucking made of