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hook:
you been talking sh-t
i been making hits
i don’t f-ck with them

so thats how it is?

(muze sikk)
mf all you do is talk sh-t
not bout the walk sh-t
b-tch im going on my 2pac sh-t
cept im white and i never been on the block with a couple rocks..
sh-t…

but you know i got raps in my pocket
imma pull em out
flip em out for ya
open that sh-t like a locket
my city; ya i lock it down
they been wishing i would just stop or drown
in my sorrows again…

(that ain’t gonna happen mf my plan is…)

to k!ll em off rule the f-cking planet
god d-mnit
butch is the man
i make my jams and your girl get b-tt naked
she hit me up and our bodies gonna get to that jamming
they wishing i would stop it but all their signal/arrays im jamming
tell me to quit it but i cannot do that because im ridiculous when i spit it
and that was right up off the top and this sound better than the sh-t that you f-cking written

butch man baby; how you doing?
we about to rock the beat im fluent, im fluid
with the mix
never gonna quit
listen i twist of fate like shawn michaels
heart break kid now your b-tch want me
she wanna ride on me cuz she know im h-rny
she wanna ride on me cuz she know im starring in my own d-mn movie
who the f-ck the best?
its me little boo boo….
now show me your b00bies…
lemme eat the p-ssy…
i don’t wanna waste time; i don’t wanna waste rhymes
i just wanna just chill; i just wanna get mine

hook

(tarik)

we the hiphop masterminds
stay k!lling the instrumental
im so far ahead of my time
so asinine
this that futurisic homicide
so toxic; thats pesticide
and you mere insects in my eyes
just ants of a colony; hive mind
impossible to think individualistic
hard to grasp the fact of all that you are missing

(muze sikk)

b b boom b b boom
muze sikk in the mf room
acc-mulating raps while im snapping rubber bands around my you-gi-oh cards b-tch im harder than you
get a new view this voo doo i kick
its too soon to do what the rude dudes did
butch with the noose off going straight doom
doctor, prodigal, boss with the broom
i rip right through and spit right on your shoes
my mix shine bright like a light in a tomb
my sh-t takes flight like lighting up a doob
or taking p–p and throwing it across the f-cking room
b-tch
i said im harder than you
and im just getting started with the party; wheres the brew?
i could sip bacardi quick and fall into a fugue
or i could take a 40 oz and chug it till im blue like

(tarik)

like the blue man group
till my kidneys collapse or i fall on you
gimme a minute won’t take long to recoup

(sikk)

don’t take long to recoup
in the coup sipping don with ya boo

(tarik)

my man muze got em sikk with the flu

(sikk)

yo they with the sikkness you about to witness this sh-t
young god in the stu

(tarik)

young god in the stu?

(sikk)

in the stu speaking true

(tarik)

im the hiphop deity
transit writing new decrees
might be too high but f-ck it; ill be high in public
stoned active with the few i put my trust in
done living life on a budget
gimme two years and i run sh-t
these rappers gone before they even arrive
m-ss transit strive to thrive
all you do is survive
my girl so fine i cannot refine
and indy heat records is beyond its time
so dope; its so cold like cryogenics
im getting better by the second
by the end of this verse ill be the one winning
while you just count up minutes
ill be at the finish
don’t waste my time; your not worth it
can’t escape the fact that number do lie
im not worried
ill catch seven zeroes in due time

hook

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