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[Verse 1]
Know you broke my heart, woman
When you said goodbye to me
You said goodbye to me bitch
You better break North before you six South
And I'll be sitting in that big house
[Verse 2]
Just let me sharpen my knives, thrown on the apron
Xs mark the steak and the salad crumbled with bacon
And bleu cheese, caramel, complexion's on two knees
Or two skis, carving up the Alps is what this dude needs
I'm Rick the model, Martel the cartel
Live fast and eat the big tuna like Billy Parcels
No more child's play kid, you with the big boys
Fuck an economy size, we want that big Royce
My family's saying that I rhyme with fury
Only focus on the hundred bill faces and suitcases
That'll bribe a jury, grind the curry, never shine the jewelry
Pussy like an 86 style, you know it's fine and furry
Spark the bark in the park, you know, lumberyard
You ain't never in the limelight, undercard
Bronsoleni in the sky, thunder rod
Command-ante of this rap shit, your facade, killer
[Verse 3]
Know you broke my heart, woman
When you said goodbye to me
You said goodbye to me bitch
You better break North before you six South
And I'll be sitting in that big house
[Verse 4]
The second stanza even deadly than the first
From the birth, I've been enlisted to plan seeds in the earth
That's soon road to a valley that feeds, civilization
I'm walking the torrid land though
I'm seeking my vindication from
My bad, I'll keep it 5th grade, keep the switchblade
Hilfiger sailing  apparel and plus a crisp fade
First day class, the Agassis are black and white
My older cousin puffin clot bitch, pass the pipe
Now I'm a certified user, more like abuser
Slice and dice the music, I'm fluid like the Yakuza
I'm Sanders, whether Deion or Barry, find candy
Though I smoke until my eyes are in the shape of Tia Carrere
My team, we work as a unit, nobody hide the ball up
Great intuition and vision, no time to hit the mall up
Just a taste of the life like a September call up
Johnnie Walker in our tour cup, getting torn up
Listen, I'm steel fisted with the iron lung
Heavy metal balance out the guitar with lion's run
Praise the son that can stand on his own two
Smoke on the big blunt, take a sip of this home-brew
[Verse 5]
Know you broke my heart, woman
When you said goodbye to me
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