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Grip on the mic so I can finally talk my shit

A lot of muthafuckas tryna to cop and shit

**** get on topic y'all been off the shits

Like mane, ****, get off that train

Your jail bars won't open up the gates to this

I painted this, authored it, slaughtered it

Call it quits, come take a whiff of the sharpie tip

A permanent grip, eliminate your list

Oh, mane

Step in the building, Kurt Cobain

Shot to the head I must've lost my brain

This is the game we play, it goes 1-2-3 and we go insane

Jump, jump

Make a **** wanna

Jump, jump

Muthafuckas gettin'

Jump, jump

I thought I told you from the

Jump, jump

Yes, I'm up for chills and thrills

Yes, the devil come to kill and steal

Yes, keep the under armor with the concealed

Yes, and if I'm gon' shoot, I kill

Bust a cap, reload the clip with ammo, I'ma bust a rap

They feedin' me more tracks, 'cause the function fat

For the narcissistic, idealistic, thrown in pit

The neighbors heard the fight broke out, they called the system

How many pigs it take to get us off the strip?

Wait this is the game we play, it goes 1-2-3 and we go insane

Jump, jump

Make a **** wanna

Jump, jump

Muthafuckas gettin'

Jump, jump

I thought I told you from the

Jump, jump

For the narcissistic, idealistic, thrown in pit

Neighbors heard the fight