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Yeah Sufferin' succotash This mother fucker's back runnin tracks Like I'm Usain Bolt on Adderall doing 100 laps Got the world on my hands and I'm shoulder shruggin that, doing sets of 10 'Til I'm big as a fuckin lumberjack See, I'm doper they always seem To forget this shit So quick to judge the White kid from Connecticut No embellishment, They sayin Webby's hella sick And I don't need a fuckin Magazine to tell me this I keep it fresh man, shout out to Funk Flex The whole game hears me Stompin up the front steps I'm up next, not giving a fuck less You see me losing the day That I pass a drug test Ain't happening, leavin they brains rattling Presidential status in the burbs, James Madison SongtexteI'm every Head of State, written in the legislate Tickin time bomb in the game, ready to detonate [Hook:] Get it crackin when I come around Ride until the sun goes down All I know is where I've been I don't know where I'm going Standing on the front lines like a soldier Hop as a chess board and I've been learnin the game Stayin patient, independent, got no worries of fame I'm just stackin up my paper, Countin checks in my name So much internet money I'll make my iCloud rain I'm a beast, what the fuck is you? Steady droppin number two Shittin on my competition every Time I'm comin through, put ya crew on blast Up on stage got the crowd bouncin Like a kangaroo on crack See, I say it how it is Boba Fett, come and try it kid Mercenary, murder instrumentals For the highest bid Pop the Ray Gun, well done, grab ya A1 Keep the shades on, bitches call me Johnny Cage son Bicycle kickin you off of the fuckin mountain top With an ounce of pot and this album That I'm about to drop 2013, this shit is a wrap Funk Flex and C dub, nothin realler than that, bitch [Hook:] Get it crackin when I come around Ride until the sun goes down All I know is where I've been I don't know where I'm going Standing on the front lines like a soldier Aus Songtexte Mania