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Jae Millz: Yo Hey, yo I heard your coach scream we can't stop em, we gotta injure em Nigga off top I goes in like I'm entering Young Money red devils all we do is win and then Get our Michael Phelps on with these bitches yeah we swim in them Showing off this man enjoy, scrubs can't stand this boy If they don't leave they hood then I'm coast to coast like Brandon Roy And that internet dissin I ain't got the energy Cuz niggas is tough talkers with queer tendencies Fuck the kid shit im grown and bout my dollars So Ima play Sabathia and you go play Posada Catch this fuckin heat I'm throwing at your fuckin collar And tell Big L I got em once we reach the heavenly father Nigga I rep that up-town, call me Mr. harlem My flow monumental like Madison Square Garden My bitch will air your squadrant, nigga I beg your pardon Don't get the rest of your motherfuckin kids darkened, Millz! Gudda Gudda: Uhhh, yeah I grab the mic and O.D. like I'm free basing And we control shit, like free masons Oh you a bold bitch, a lot of E taken I pita roll shit, a lot of teeth aching Leave the scene vacant, Young Money cavemen Ice on the rims, so we leave skatin Neck full of gold, wrist full of glitter and When we leave all the hoes follow like twitter Flow sour type bitter, I'm a different type nigga Stomp niggas out yeah we typewrite a nigga, then Put em to bed yeah we night night a nigga, I'm Over your head like the zyguise nigga, I could Get you brain for the right price nigga Cuz these boys is pussy like pie spice nigga, I Steam and cook em like hot rice nigga Misery with the gullotine chop dice niggas, uhhh Mack Maine: Bitch I'm Mack Maine, uh You are now tuned in to one of realist to do this shit I spit proverbs, they spit foolishness I spit the truth and shit, they spittin tall tales If life's a test, I pass and yall all fail I bring you all hell, my words should be written in red A psychic came up to me one day and this what he said He said "Jermaine, on the mic, I can tell you nice You touch hearts, you might be the second coming of Christ." I said "No Blasphemy" and proceeded to some other shit Like put my rubber on and holla "Fuck the government!" Respect my mind motherfucka, I'm a rider As long as I'm alive ain't no law that I abide by Fuck a drive, by we walk up and squeeze to get paid This game ain't the same, Pac turning in his grave If I dont make it to the top I know Gudda will And I'mma help him call the shots, welcome to guddaville!