Damien Hirst

[Sample]
Young L

[Verse 1: Kool A.D.]
Dum Shiny radiator
Sprinkle me, heh
Kool A.D., call me [?] V
All magic is fueled by mystery
I pity the fool, Mr. T
I think I'm Billy Lemon Bobby sipping Henny drop
You could forget about it if it ain't the fetti, copy?
Kool A.D., CNN, call me Teddy Koppel
Commercial, watch, it might hurt you
I'm me or you, heh, no curfew
Mami got a coke spoon
Like for real? A coke spoon?
What year is this?

[Sample]
I could use a bit of that
(laughing) oh, but seriously

[Kool A.D.]
Shout out to Jerry, though
Kool A.D. yurked up, it's scary, yo
I'm so yurked up though, it ain't nothing to me
Yo, all I do sit around and shine like a fucking ruby
I said it before, yeah fucking sue me
I do what I want, yo, it's a fucking movie
Kool A.D., main attraction
Rest of y'all actresses
Heh, oh
Go

[Verse 2: Mondre M.A.N.]
I'm off the stack
[?]
In your ass first
Then I [?]
I'm a thirsty nigga, I sip it out the hand
Red and black kick, screaming [?] fit [?]
[?]
Shout on out to 'Bama
Getting high with G side
[?] with that Country Grammar
Eating turkey burgers while I'm posted with my Nana
Let her hear my track, she said "I can't understand it"
Told her that I'm feeling [?], sick no syringe
Red cherry 8-ounce 'ppreciate it then (uh-huh)
I was just a young'un, kept a knife just the same (uh-huh)
Had it in my pocket or my socks next to ankle
[?] got the [?] swervin
Hittin' different angles
Trying to see them red and blue lights Kurt Angle
Bitch I'm so high, clown clown star-spangled

[Verse 3: Dope G]
[?] clown rap
[?]
I don't know, but I clown rap
Dope G, chap 3, 4, cool [?]
Gas, fuel, [?], lean, nigga I go hard
[?] city with [?] color
A few [?], I'm old school like that
You don't know me like that
Cause I [?]
[?]
[?] them shit
Dope G [?] bitch
[?] chap 3 chap 4, what you wanna do, bitch?
Huh? I know you laughing, [?] laughing too
I'm smilin' at you, I'm smilin' at you, I'm smilin' at you, I'm smilin' at you, huh