"Pow" Instrumental Fighting back smack the face that's facing the other way. Entire shack turning heads thinking what did he just say? He just broke his own bubble now he is in hubba bubba trouble He is making space you can call him another hubble Feelin the beat taking a seat and grasping the feelin so sweet Feet on the concrete, as he takes off his new nikes A mindset saying "Bite me" no caring we others thing slightly Abiding the law, but finding any flaw to gnaw at and claw Stall. The beat goes on. The crowd applause, nothing can go wrong. Then it does, it's the cops! Tellin' you to stop, to loud of hip hop. Nah, nothing gets in my way brah. And the show goes on. Now go. Crickets cricking, the rabbits ripping, the snippits snipping the crips cripping The bloods blooding, the unclean filthing, almost dead, but im still kicking. Don't be the booger needing flicking. Stickiness sticking, need to be nitpicky When choosing features strictly, the best of the best only who matt! er like my family crest. Kiss Da Cook, on to his next adventure, new goals is his only offender. I am a contender ready to box out my ego altering, need to breath slow. Creep on the low low That's ludicrous I just wan't to be a couple millionaire Stare at me? That's unfair because I don't care. But it's a glare I can't rub out, no doubt. I will shout out my name arrogantly, apparently that's just me. I'm also ignorant, stupid, flashy and ruthless, need to be knocked out toothless Man I feel blessed ...
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