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*chuckle* (They don`t know)

(If you listen to me now turn me up like Fisticuff)

(Verse #1: Alex Ruffin)

I`m droppin` gems like Sonic & Tails
Robotnik is their conscious my octave will never fail
My heart is throbbin`, its boxin`, Mayweather verse Miguel
I continue droppin` knowledge a nerd but never Latrell
Decipher my hieroglyph
I`m floating till I land they switch up on some Miley shit
The fire is finally lit, grab the torch like the vikings did
The last to reach my high od`d on Vicodin
But still I rise like Maya Angelou
Spitting nothing but cans of food
That`s food for thought and I refuse to crash like bandicoot
They wanna see me crash like bandicoot
Until they peeped where I was coming from without a camera view
I don`t trip, this ain`t nothing new to me
I`m chillin` as if its negative two degrees
They all think they sick but they prolly just got the flu from me

[If you listen to me now turn me up like Fisticuff I got one life to live I swear I gotta live it [2x]

(Verse #2: Deondre Jones)

My flow is so incredible, legacy is perpetual
Out for commas, no decimals killing off all the rest of you
Niggas and fake bitches, Im clapping that ass like switches
Vernacular play is endless, this ain`t the shit for beginners
Yo Alex we got the business, just say the word and Ill end it
They grimace cuz Im a menace, bitch lick it before you finish
Im laughing dont mean Im kidding, got the mind of a menace
You fake then dont befriend us, this game is full of pretenders
You fruity niggas just bobcats like Kemba
Got a bad bitch and she mix with the dick like blendors
On to the next endeavor, the weed go round like propellers
Talk game like you got a Lexus but really ride in a Jetta
And green is all I see cuz my team is some money gettas
Just like the color of envy, I see that you getting jealous
Catch me in some Supreme, I dont fuck with the Margiela
Incredible bud seller, Im the man like David Letta
Fuck em, I just let em burn like Usher Raymond
You cuff em, you kissing the same mouth that I just came in
So yous a loser, no Danny Brown but Im bruising
High in the sky cruising, while you missed the plane snoozing

(Martin Luther King snippet)