Yeah, yeah, yeah
This week I gave you options
You can stay here and hear me spit this fire
Or you can click somewhere over here
And you can hit a positive pop track
That I put together for you
Either way, I hope you enjoy both if you choose to check them out
But this is strictly raw here, man
This week for sure

Yeah, yeah
Look no further 'cause this is it
It's like Michael Jackson from a dope rapper in the lab
Then I'll be writing, crafting, no packing burgers here
I'm strapped on plenty bad, that's why I get it, man
Hey, prevent it—let you get a bag

The bite is back, baby, ribs with a baby twist
This pulls me drooling as I'm scrolling with this crazy riff
I bust a rhyme that's breaking necks and leave 'em crazy stiff
Don't smoke the paper, still rip, I get the soul again

Suit up, you're recruiting new troops, my dudes
Suit up, it's the new who bang
It's either roof up or I'm a loose cannon
I plan on throwing the screws up
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