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(Verse) I'm too powerful, you horrible Ain't nothing sweet, cute, neat, adorable It's deplorable, I get to scream like claw of food The order's food so I throw an audible Hey, I'm sorta ill, homie, you better chill You get a head of scheme and ahead of steel The letter's real, Ed is real You feeling like the driver, take the steering wheel I've been smart, you've been dumb and then some I turn outcome into income You lose some, you win some, I'm at the win, son Or the windom, head coach you intrum Hey, you filling in, Edo's ill again For them dividends, on my own I kill again The ground I broke, dog, you just drilling in This is hardcore rap, ain't nothing feminine Edo's incredible, he ride in style, allegeable New England safety, James a head of bull I never step foot on a pedestal Blew once, second time inevitable Caught the pain, fought the fame This game will lend you an umbrella Take it back when it starts to rain And I don't floss for birds, never at a loss for words This that and the third, haven't you heard? SongtexteMy verbs never slurred, preferred the absurd Till money is transferred You unheard young bird When beef gets stirred, you get bullied like young Burk I throw a new pitch, thugs do snitch Gangstas played out, smart's the new rich (Outro) Nigga, hah Fido Aus Songtexte Mania