Dirty Bomb L.E.G.A.C.Y.

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[Sample]
In a world of our own

[Verse 1]
Look who just stormed up, you just warm up
I stay hotter than all you Gay Fockers
I debate offers from briefcase poppers
Who knew I'm the next shit?
Prune juice, I'm the next shit
Up and coming, coming up
A hundred miles and running, what?
You heard that
You backwards, give my words back
Get your own, I hit ya home or close to
I'm more postal
Crazy mad at the price of stamps
The baby dad put the pipe in yamps
Slow quick, the sex healer
Oh shit, it's Legzilla

[Hook]
Wait! Better hold the fuck up
Breaks! Better slow the fuck up
Spectate... if I show the fuck up
Detonate! 'Bout to blow the fuck up
Wait! Better hold the fuck up
Breaks! Better slow the fuck up
Spectate... if I show the fuck up
Detonate! 'Bout to blow the fuck up

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