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[Intro] Yeah, Yeah Yeah, E.. [Verse 1] I'm often often, sittin' in my world in the coffin, coughin off the herb of the curb Money, money, money is what they concur Do they Agree? what they might see, could be Not exactly what they thought The car the rap star allgededly bought is probly the same car that the rap star rented Front end in tennis, supreme in the snowfish Tailin' the whip, parkin lot a double piece, parked then My mom swore that I'd be the next come up Them otha niggas far from it Can't stand how these dick rock bandits even get granted the access All up in the mix Wanna be a Kanye Wanna be a Skateboard P, but nigga All the BBC cannot put you, in the same place or give you the same face Find you first and you couldn't raise the stakes, higher Not talkin shit just fire, please muthafucka All this BAPE shit I rock is none otha Who the best MC's in the Cleve? Cas, Chip, da Cudder, triple da illness And Ohio gotta feel this Took a decade just to say I'm paid Took a took a decade just to get girls to lay down, spread eagle, pop dat pussy ho' Need the love below I'm the champ that needs a gold medal Styles of flow homeboy, I got plenty I payed for my noodle, the digital vortex. Textin' a freak Digital phone sex She wanna suck a dong 'cus my songs got me digital checks Gigabytes decide the words that I write, I get gone nigga day and night Unh. Take it literally [Hook/Outro] How more crystal clear can I be? How more crystal clear can I be? How more crystal clear can I be? Can I be? Can I be? Unh huh, yeah K.I.D.D.I How more crystal clear can I be? Can I be? Can I be?
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