Grrr Brotha Lynch Hung

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[Intro]
I'ma start this album like this
A little off-the-domey
A little somethin'
2024, nigga
We get it in
A little somethin', let me think of somethin'
Grrr
(Brrap, blaw, blaw, blaw)

[Verse 1]
Shit, I'm gettin' hit markers
Shit blocker, the rip doctor, Crip monster
Shit, I'm the shit with no paper
Four caper jumpin' out the '64 scraper
My paper didn't taper, but I still smoke nature
Jackin' off in the window while I'm lookin' at your neighbor
Thinkin' how I'm gon' rape her
Nigga, I got bars like a jail cell
Rappers plus death, it equals stale smell
Nigga, I'ma scrape 'em
The black maccent, as-salamu alaykum
My shit go—, I call that shit Jamaican
King of the West Coast, that's the situation
Eatin' rappers like toast, lettuce and bacon
The atheist has awakened, I'm ready for domination
The sickness, the shit hits all of the population
Spreads like a virus and I just know
I'm the creator so I'm biased, I just flow

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