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Slappin' a rapper silly, but in stereo sound Until he passes out dizzy, like a merry-go-round It's incredible how, music is forgettable now Dispensing creativity for algorithms and clout Now say it loud, fuck the rest, I'll be on some evil shit Leave the scene a bloody mess, like it's a Tarantino flick In solitude, but it made me a solid dude Tryin' to stay in shape, with a plate of Moroccan food Got my bitch on a leash, like I'm Jabba the Hutt Make her gobble a nut, cough it out and bottle it up Yo that's nasty man, fuck that, I say what I want I'm able to run, so i name your old lady a cunt I'm keepin' it a buck, and punch a fake MC in the gut Got this honey playin' me keys, while I be feelin' her up Ayo Truffel ya drums ill, there's reason I use breaks And I can hit you with the smooth flavor like toothpaste If you can't understand it, motherfucker, just respect it Yeah, yeah, that's good, yeah Ya fuckin' with the super MC If you can't understand it, motherfucker Ya fuckin' with the super MC It doesn't take much to make me restless Ya fuckin' with the super MC Truffel what up man Shit's official