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You want to Two one up. Whoa, Gs boy. I'm off the hook. I get busy. You can't call me out. I disconnect your shit, spit witty. Yes, I'm from the big city. That's Detroit. If you wanna survive, Then stick with me. Bars, I rhyme with no Flaws. All my dogs get paper. Heat your chest, self-esteem is Vicks Vapors. Clip haters like a maniac lineman. Designing a new way of rhyming, Player, player. Rhyme with me and see that ain't G. Basket broke when I crack jokes, Rate me amongst the greats. Way above the chumps and snakes. On the wing when I Mossberg pump a fake. I'm a king in the peasant population. They treating Obamanation like it's an abomination In my homeland. So the hot head jotted another cold jam for People to go jam. Yeah, y'all know how the squad get down. Fit for a king, I rock the crown straight Up. Mediocre rappers get ate up like meat and Okra, fill my whole plate up. Grade us without the curve. Who got the nerve to cross? Workers die to serve your boss. Get lost, motherfuckers. Yeah, this for my people worldwide. Fans, family, loved ones, all my dogs. I'm doing it for all of y'all. All of y'all. For all of y'all. Yeah, this for my people in the struggle. Down for the scuffle. Whenever, whatever the brawl. I'm doing this for all of y'all. All of y'all. For all of y'all. Yeah, fuck with us and get your head handed. Planned mission to leave that ass stranded. G. Simpson and Ras break the money fast. Focus, blurry is sight, you in a hurry, Right? Slow it down, we too quick for that Shit. Backflip over the track, yes, We over that. On the other lap, My dudes is holding straps. Gun fights, let's see what these niggas run like. They give 'em dumb hype, we came to earn It. Burn it, took 'em like ten years to Learn it. We the best here, you niggas should Find out. Time out, looking for dudes wearing they Shines out. We might take that, See nothing but fake cats posing. I stay dipped with wrist frozen. Chosen as one of the greats, raise the cash Rate. Serve 'em, give 'em they meal, this is The last plate. We might castrate, These bars is lethal. Equal Amityville with no sequel. People enter the unknown, then run home. All of y'all sounding the same, speaking in one Tone. We got many styles you wearing, It's been a while. Keep it real, half you Niggas ain't got any style. My man from the D, me, I represent A. You want more? For sure, press to replay. This for my people worldwide. Fans, family, loved ones, all my dogs. I'm doing it for all of y'all. All of y'all. For all of y'all. Yeah, this for my people in the struggle. Down for the scuffle. Whenever, whatever the brawl. I'm doing this for all of y'all. All of y'all. For all of y'all. Yeah, this for my people worldwide. Fans, family, loved ones, all my dogs. I'm doing it for all of y'all. All of y'all. For all of y'all. Yeah, this for my people in the struggle. Down for the scuffle. Whenever, whatever the brawl. I'm doing this for all of y'all. All of y'all. For all of y'all
Rasco, Guilty Simpson — All Of Ya'll
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