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[Intro:] 1,2,3 1,2,3 Yeah yeah yeah yeah And then they say Hallways [Verse:] As easy as 1,2,3 Voice ain't comin around with no heat Your girl head turning around like who he Street dont want him around he too deep The deep don't want him around he too street I act unruly and ruin the routine I'll lace you up really and truly its my treat When i get back there's no one that's sitting in my seat I laugh so hard i swear i'll start splitting in my seams For frontin i get followed by women of my dreams You won't find even zeus or apollo to find me I'll point this on point like the top of a palm tree I end up be the operate when i be in the panty Hopping out I leave crater I came in to compete Back when spinner the creator my sunday is complete Double trouble i'mma pummel like yo homie you can't see Even while as i be bombing my timing is on beat Publications with negations is never upon me It is more than entertainment when saying that god speaks So regardless of conditions I'm wishing you godspeed Nevertheless I put the awol for people who got beef This is not about the payroll my people i got peace I be running with the label for people who got dreams But i bringing to the table rediculous irie I'm a legend not a fable thats putting it mildly And they pinging but they never stop calling me big cheese And i'm hunked up but you won't come accross any big cheese I ain't worried about no problems i solve them like mysteries Everything that ya'll debating is made up like history I come out before my set i don't ruin my mystique I was never squeaky clean ever since i was a pip squeak Writing has always been for me, been spitting since 16 I been known for getting ones on 176th street Damn i said street before!