TG: Yeah!
CTM: Yeah!
TG: The Machine... The Vendetta...
CTM: Niggas know how I fuckin' go about it man
TG: The Ghost...
CTM: I spit in your fuckin' face nigga
TG: London to Buffalo
CTM: Knamean? Tesla what up nigga!
TG: Conway what's good
CTM: Know what I do!

[Verse 1: Conway The Machine]
Look, scientifically, mathematically
Sporadically spray the 'matic you know that automatically
He had the battery in his pack, now he a casualty
It's sad but see he had to be wet, man what a tragedy
I'm askin' these niggas who nice with the pen and pad as me
I'm the Machine you ain't no fuckin' match for me
(Not at all), a fifth of Henny set the mood right
As I grip the semi and your moves light
Rocked a [???] and my jewels bright
You worked at Best Buy my niggas moved white
Every rapper is food when I do rap
My brothers said we 'bout to blow homie don't lose sight
These niggas ain't killers they just rap niggas
Fuck around and get your fuckin' wig clapped nigga
I keep it strapped nigga, put you on your back nigga
I'm the Machine, it's a wrap nigga
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