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Big bank take little bank
 I cause a big bang
 Smack ya ghost writer and ya think tank
 We got em flanked
 Greet ya flank with a big shank
 Got another banger in the tank
 Give thanks
 I'm doing big things fucking the budget up
 Rock a dashiki in the meeting
 Fuck a button up
 You known for showing ya ass
 I'm known for cutting up
 Emotional ass thugs
 Yall need to toughen up
 Black ops regiment
 Weapons in the arsenal
 Bombs AKs
 Take ya straight to the hospital
 DOA got a sniper named Mamadou
 Osman, Abdul, Ibou
 Mohamed too
 Murders a nothing burger
 Nothing impossible
 If money running low lock
 And load do a job or two
 Hit man for hire
 Send me the bounty
 Tell these little rappers
 Get the fuck from around me
 Specialized techniques
 Peak martial artist
 Aikido, Wing Chung
 Break down ya carcass
 These dudes straight
 Garbage jealous ones starving
 Ungrateful bastards
 Looking for a bargain
 Steel sharpen steel
 My status is hard to kill
 Keep on my foot on they necks
 Till I'm sitting on top of mills
 Wanna chop it up and build?
 Picking brains, that'll cost ya
 Slam you against ceilings
 And walls back and forth you
 Slap and toss you out the window
 Then applaud you
 Have ya wife cook me a meal
 Then divorce you
 Known to slice right
 Through the BS like sword do
 Plead guilty then drop a grenade
 Inside the court room
 Fight the whole room
 And do a dance on top corpses
 Celebrate and pop corks
 With girls looking gorgeous
 My vortex defy physics
 When I talk shit
 You seen the matrix
 Po is what you call a glitch
 High adrenaline
 High potency my melanin
 Sharp, brash, proud, intelligent
 Hustle cause the money
 Make the world go round
 I'm copping Stock
 ETF's, bonds by the pound
 Energetic general
 Non-GMO
 No chemicals everywhere
 I go it's a spectacle
 Smacking off the faces of skepticals
 The god so impeccable
 Pharaohgam
 Take it to a level that's untenable
 Still cooking that delectable
 Shade and any type disrespect is unacceptable
 Stop ya crybaby shit
 Life ain't fair
 You can black ball
 White ball I don't care
 Counting followers fuck nah
 I make dope and bottle it
 Till my name go synonymous
 Fans in Japan, France
 Lagos acknowledge it
 A crowd a just start to form
 When I start popping shit
 My future looking promising rap politics
 Anarchist, samuraï
 Lace you up with bandages
 Transform to my final form
 Then demolish it
 Swing a mighty fist take you back to 96
 Old school, new school
 Nah this NOW tho
 They peep what I did
 Still they don't know how though

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Duration
02:43
Key
1
Tempo
95 BPM

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