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I spit it like Saliva, click click boom I’m Ralphin on these Alices, straight to the moon You better cover up your heart like the Temple of Doom I’m like Bugs with these Elmers, what a maroon Time to clean up the bullshit, hand me a broom This ain't a Halloween party, you better lose the costume All year you’re trick or treatin' on your Twitter page tweetin' Feedin' shit to blind fans, I got eyes, I see things Minions listen and they buy what you sell 'em But you hijacking flows like they goin' to Pelham Tell me what I gotta do to be one of the who’s who All I really want is some views on YouTube Punchlines, fresh rhymes don’t mean what they used to My flow is lame? Huh, excuse you I spit it so raw that she like the way that I talk T-e-double-n Buick like a Skylark Got these dudes trippin' like they hit some bad dro 'Cuz im bout to put a corkstop in your cash flow I monopolize the birds man, let these cats know That I get a couple hundred every time I pass go Yeah I see 'em in the street, they like OMG it’s Tenn And the way i check the kitties call me OB/GYN Ha, Tenn you such a showoff, it’s true that I am Yes ma’am, when I step in front the camera goddamn You could feel the flame ignite when I get behind the mic 'Cuz my flow is known to strike like Margera, yes Bam I'm a boy meetin' world you can call me Ben Savage Call me Yogi Bear yo, I’m smarter than the average Kidnappin' rappers and holdin' 'em captive I was born to the hustle, you just fuckin' adapted Aimin' for these rappers, I’m makin' a checklist Slice an MC up and eat him for breakfast 'Cuz my tongue is so sharp like the knife in my pocket And every time I’m on the mic you know I’m gonna rock it So bring on a showdown, I’m ready to throw down You Marvin K. Mooney motherfuckers should go now You underestimated me that’s not my fault then Flow Richie Rich like Macaulay Culkin Imma put these rappers in the corner sulkin' Heard the drama start from the time that I walked in So put 'em up then, better say somethin' Call me Bruce Banner boy, the way I stay hulkin' Put your hands up, this is the anthem T-e-double-n will blow your mind like a magnum 357, you punks feelin' lucky? Engine’s revvin' it could get real ugly, trust me Wonder why you stay bustin', you was granny shiftin' boy I was double clutchin' You rappers whine too much man, you out of grapes You been on the couch too long boy, you out of shape I just did biceps, five sets of five reps Don't ask to work in, I got about five left Way that I flex, got 'em in a hissy fit Turn heads? I break necks, damn yo, is he fit It's a blessing to check me, I'm the Spanish Inquisition You don't fuckin' expect me Holla