I'm comin for ya, I? in the cut, creepin?up, now I? on ya
it goes to the break of dawn, and it just don? stop,
lyric fist fights brothers we don? need no glocks
It goes peace, if you come to see me rebel
2nafish will come ready like I was Edie Brickell
I'm everlasting, never will my head expand
this publisher is clearing house like I was Ed McMahan
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