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[Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] I'm a lotta narcotics, flow aquatic atomic The way I rhyme in Islamic promises, ignorance is common sense Straining my glottis, fucking hungry hippopotamus You niggas are in the bottom pit, obnoxiousness Is what I was raised around as a child I'd rather chuck up my middle finger than give a bitch a smile Hostility fertile like my mule and 40 acres In my Stacy Adam gators, where's that mothafuckin' stapler? [Interlude] Uh, you hear that shit? Ay, run that shit back Yeah, that shit hot, nigga [Verse 2: Hodgy Beats] Hostility fertile like my mule and 40 acres In my Stacy Adam gators, where's that mothafuckin' stapler? Good grades on the wall, niggas hate to see me do it major I’m just a leader of my team and I ain’t afraid to trade ya Lacing my shoes, we the MellowHype jews We controlling the crews, drinking Belgium booze We animals out the zoos, with a fuse abused Bitches brewing in our stews, on they knees like the pews [Hook x2] Sock a buster in his jaw Fuck the police, break the law Twist your fingers up, grip your balls If you ain't got heart you ain't got shit at all [Bridge x2] Where your homies at? They'll get fucked up too Where your grandma at? She'll get fucked up too Where your bitch at? She'll get fucked up too Where the roof at? We'll stomp that bitch through [Interlude] Here we go negero, I sing figaro, figaro Chunking up my deuce bigalow, burning bodies in infernos [Verse 3: Hodgy Beats] Aww, mothafucka wanna see you shine and I got my gold on Clancy said I'm late for my flight, well they better hold on Can't wait 'til I fuckin' buy me a jet, there gon' be some hoes on it Just blow O's on it, count dough on it Smoking in the sky, damage the ozone, don't it? Shit, I'll take a life for my moment's moment Contract your own sale, fuck a deal, you're in auction Turn the bass up, give mothafuckas concussions Rappers nowadays are all phased when it comes to soft shove If niggas saying your flow weak, you shoulda bought one You call this brand new, to me it's Santa Cruz Don't find HB the man to lose, you ain't a bruise Catch me on MTV or your local channel news In London recording to Muse, I'm the man at the fuse I'm fucking crazy, need slavery to behave me Engraving what I am saying into your mothafuckin' brain and skull [Hook x2]