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HOOK
One time for the people in the front
Roll a blunt, light it up and have a puff
One time for the people in the middle
Put your fingers up and scream fuck the system
One time for the people in the back
It's a wrap, dropping dimes like NASDAQ
One time for everybody, this a party
Sip bacardi, get fucked up wit yo shawty
1ST VERSE
I'm a skinny youngin reppin for the Forty Five Eleven
I bust rhymes anytime like a loaded Smith and Wesson
Collateral damage with all the mics that i be wreckin
UG produce in the booth, smooth operatin
Full time rhyme spitter ill rhyme sayer
Alter ego my stilo, I still got my inner layers
This weed got me feeling high up in the himalayas
Laughin like im Wiz, in the mix, I'm rolling papers
And now the future's getting clear, head up in the clouds
Hatin on me but your girl, bet she love me now
The studio been waiting like I'm Hip hop's lost child
No more need to line up and wait, my time is fucking NOW
You be rapping with pills, to hide your inhibitions
It's a lyrical warfare, gentlemen grab ya pistols
Braille System for you, make you feel the vision
And by the way, let me say, fuck the system!
HOOK
One time for the people in the front
Roll a blunt, light it up and have a puff
One time for the people in the middle
Put your fingers up and scream fuck the system
One time for the people in the back
It's a wrap, dropping dimes like NASDAQ
One time for everybody, this a party
Sip bacardi, get fucked up wit yo shawty
2ND VERSE
No luv for me cuz I be new to the gameplay
Callin me a fuckin outkast, Andre, 3K
I'm shootin like a hooligan, but i fight melee
I'm rhymin like madvillain, make you press replay
A wordsmith, adept at making words flip
I make the type of music where you wanna make them birds flip
The rhythm is addictin and it's seepin through your membrane
My dome come through with diamonds any given day
This beat is my canvas, my words is the paint brush
Like da vinci with the Sistine, this shit ain't rushed
Props to the lawd for the skills though it ain't much
Countin zeroes on the clock, shots up, like I'm Dame, clutch!
I been ridin with my ninjas, eva since day one
Rappin for the homies, we just had to say some
The vision is clear, now we, wilin on the stages
Finna make you say "sa Tabaco sana an!"
HOOK
One time for the people in the front
Roll a blunt, light it up and have a puff
One time for the people in the middle
Put your fingers up and scream fuck the system
One time for the people in the back
It's a wrap, dropping dimes like NASDAQ
One time for everybody, this a party
Sip bacardi, get fucked up wit yo shawty
3RD VERSE
As the nikes on my feet make my Cypher complete
I'll be doin it bigger than J. Cole with no feat-
Ures, yeah we fucking with your soul like ether
This a warning message to the nonbelievers
And I ain't finished neither
The marathon continues, I don't need a breather
Now listen to the words of a hip hop preacher
Speak nothing but the truth, like my first name Jeezurs
Christ, y'all motherfuckers gotta ackrite
Rhymin like I'm fuckin em dykes, yeah the Rap's tight
The feeling is addictin like I'm sniffing on a crack pipe
This shit is unreal, it was all a dream last night!
So what can I say
Shit ain't the same, swhy I'm penetratin the game
Reppin for the Southside, we don't need the fame
A to the K, betta remember the name! Ayy!
HOOK
One time for the people in the front
Roll a blunt, light it up and have a puff
One time for the people in the middle
Put your fingers up and scream fuck the system
One time for the people in the back
It's a wrap, dropping dimes like NASDAQ
One time for everybody, this a party
Sip bacardi, get fucked up wit yo shawty
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