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RG. Free Luger. RMA Music. Yo. I was a young prince, now I'm the boy King. Still niggas copy what young's did. Always switching up 'cause I'm stylish. Uh. And irregular, they ain't like this. Ah. GMT, yeah, that's my ish. Ooh. Trilling clothes, yeah, that's my wear. Trills. Puma Suede my footwear, Christian Dior my Eyewear. Class. I've got many flows, you can choose A few. My lyric book was like a Rubik's Cube. Word. Playground, it was hula hoops. Now it's tre pounds and it's.22s. Tell the truth, I don't like guns. They cause grief and make thugs cry. Shatter homes and communities, and you niggas don't Really wanna die. I'm from the Bricks, I was Grown there. Got my first kiss and first bone There. Saw Wassi's face take stones there. Saw Joe pass in an old chair. I was about when we had Pizza Hut, and Pricks with dough got their pizza cut. When you little niggas couldn't speak to us, before You foreign niggas got your visa cut. Ah. I'm an OG and I'm a young'un. I ain't a father, but I'm a uncle. I just foster most of these rappers. How's give 'em styles for them to run with. I been all on my Call of Duty. If not, I'm with the peng one. We chain smoking on leng buds. You done know she got all the booty on Her. Sass, sass. Them like King Tut, young royal Like the boy Kasli. Kasli. Jimmy Conway, been playing dirty. Jimmy. Two macs and we spraying 30. After college, we stayed out. Hid re-balls in the playground. Used to shot draws on the top floor. Niggas begging ticks on the way down. Started selling charlie, I was winning. Money coming in fast, had me grinning. White gold and a bag of women. Now I do live shows, I'm winning. With the same dons from the beginning. Word. A couple dropped out of the innings. One for all and it's all for one. My day one niggas all get a bringing. And sometimes I wanna stop, but it's peak. But I gotta do it for Nay and Sadiq. I spent so many days in these streets. So many. Cold nights in the bally with the Heat. Them Manure girl clowns wanna wives getting Beat. Dancing on my new wooden floors in their Cleats. People's champ, I'm the voice of the Streets. I'm with the dummies, make noise with the T. Smoking on a puff daddy, staying undercover from The CID. From the CID. I use my face card, they don't see ID. Versace polo, I'm BIG. Baby, baby. I'm Flavor Flav, I'm public enemy number One. Now what you say, yeah. They all know YT run DMC. They All know YT run DMC.
Youngs Teflon — RUN DMC
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