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Soundwave, I feel we, put together Some of the most beautiful music my nigga Real talk, feels so good Let's get this money I feel like rapping tonight people Can I rap a little? Don't be mad.. Cuz I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward Look, why I always feel that I'm hot? Why I always feel I should drop another jewel Like Martin on Blue Streak while you dudes get tattooed With permanent scars, I'm always bullying y'all I'm always righteous to think that life is what you make it I'm always thinking of R&B bitches butt-naked I'm always on point, like a snitch on the go But I never snitch my car's the only thing I towed on I'm always keeping it moving, middle finger up Like I practice celibacy, I don't give a fuck Just wait, I'm at they heads like a toupee yeah It's like that, your cranium never survive titanium bars Harder than my dick when the tip gets licked, quick Run for cover like winter's here then listen here K. Dot you'll never shake me loose Like a tied knot off the goose, you mad at me too? Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low (I can't front) If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward I can't front, I can't front sometimes I feel like.. Yo, why you always critiquing my shit Why don't you hop on your own dick like Marilyn Manson I'm dancing with 2 brains, so if I got shot in the head I won't die I'll just lose more game, propane walking You could sell my words at an auction for the right price And be rich your whole life, straight up I wanna see the world by 35 but for right now I'm Compton bound Hit Rosecrans with a pocket full of dividends Big truck speed through the light, run over civilians Pimp cut bitch on my right, hat low like a stripper ass When she hit the floor, doing my thing, why you complain? Cause I'm young and I'm black and I rap like a nigga got a Angel on his back, wait a minute I means business You homosexual with it, I give you straight lyrics Now that's an emcee, that's why you mad at me? Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward (Fuck Ya!) Check me out.. What I write is a like a bomb device, press play And you can die tonight Shook ones don't exist whenever that K. Dot spit Off the chain like fast pedaling while riding a bike I gets my ride on, you ride too But like Scion, now that's a damn shame I'm hogging up both lanes Play your part, styles like Kevin Hart They're so plain I'm choking while I'm smoking on this strongest hocus pocus Chocking with Punch He sarcastic laughing cause I said that I can freestyle better than Kurupt Now that's a statement that hopefully I can back up See Kurupt is a legend, that's where I get my shit from Straight lab rat, spit it once run it back Like a punt return, they tell me wait my turn So that's what I'mma do, lay in the cut like a 2 shot Dillinger Killing these niggas in high pursuit waddup