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Lights low, so my sights go
Night mode, beat's up high
Now get ready cos I might go
Psycho on the track, man at the station
Couldn't catch his train of thought
Planned accusations
I'm Ray Rice, I hit the hole on first
I playwrite my plays right, I know John's worse
You mad, and oh wait, you Madden '08
I had to rap and flabbergast 'em in this fashion, olé
Hey, we run Long Beach, chill in East Bay though
Marathon lifestyle, increase payload
On the grind, but we in these babes though
I'm off top, while you spit frees they know
So battle me, man I win frees like Oprah
Wet, and if I spit frees, might soak ya
You know what's next, no stress, might smoke ya
So fresh, girls impressed, the fight's over
Look, you a garbage man, trash talkin'
I don't even know if there's a smarter man who rap often
As I do when I'm in The Lab, matchboxin'
You catch shots, damn, I'm fillin' up the last coffin
Expect greatness, don't accept fakeness
I don't neglect checks, but I won't reflect the game's shit
See that's basics, I'm aimin' at the plaintiffs
You judgin' what I'm sayin', copy, paste, they won't save it
Stop lookin' at your image and spit it
Stop fabricatin' all the business you flippin' and just live it
Look, you actors hatin', I'm not even trippin' or slippin'
I'm killin' competition shit, rippin' compositions
I'm buzzin', and beat knocks like the front door
I'm the answer, keep hot when I stunt more
We Re-box the Reeboks, get a bunch more
And stackin' racks on racks like a gun store
On a hard mission, I hope the charts listen
Cos I spit my own bars, no parts written
Nowadays the art's missin', your heart's fiction
Ya'll just tryina hit Homers, you Bart Simpson
My solo flow so pro, they know though
We blow dough, gotta grab cheese for the photo
Oh no, I gotta spit precious, Froto
Sorry, I left a bitch headless, hoe though
Bay shit, we runnin' like a base hit
Taste it, no lame Wayne gang or Drake shit
Erase it, no green boots, just an A's lid
Place it on my head, no airwaves or facelifts wasted
And no snapbacks, I'm fitted 3/8's
I get the cash stacked, flippin', hittin' three states
West coast, in The Lab gettin' roasted
Posted, while we all here, let me toast it
I ain't bangin', but I ain't frontin' though
Paper comes with haters so I'm stackin' up hundred mo'
Fast lane lifestyle, you hittin' something slow?
Audible, I'm think I gotta go if you puntin' bro
I don't got time for dumb cronies
Blow me, or get out my face, you don't know me
Below me? There's too many people for me to count
So I'm flowing cos I'm feelin' I'm needin' to break out
Yeah...
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