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[Intro:] Rap has been many many good to me Uh! yeah! yeah! uh! Ohh! Holy fucking shit Crisis [naked crisis] Uh! Joe Shmoses Yeah, you don’t wanna mess with the Shmoses God bless you on a bed of roses Yeah! check it out Yeah! yeah! [Verse 1:] I came up in the go like Rich Dailey While Ming Lee on that fuck you pay me shit But you could trust me to babysit Got love but to you big Dan not Sam Dusky Wouldn’t start man ma fam husky Word of rusty truth Lance and the Cats out in Cali Must be Dane if you Demanding a track kill Hung we at the fam and in the banned lam planted in The cram van outside a [?] mansion After hours, he’s ours I’m after his pension rapping on another dimension Must have dementia thinking i’m less than the best And the rest becomes suck on ma Wilson’s Holly Gough, individually they each the size of a volley ball Bring it on put ma mind loaded against your nine Melodic nine times out you [?] mine [?] [Chorus:] Yeah yeah uh, you don’t wanna mess with the Shmoses God bless you on a bed of roses I don’t really have opponents Splack cork a back like Sammy Sosa [Repeat] Go good to go, check it out [Verse 2:] Ima make the best out of this got work Plus rock the shit out of this concert Make up with your fans convert when they converse Sound like they went and seen a bomb burst Funky like the water that your mom burst Old school simulator sucking momma’s honkers Milk does the body good strength of a boxer Yeah! I put your face on the boulevard Weakly, struggle on the pullup bar Pull up hard [come on] your arms about to pull apart No destiny, you couldn’t fulfil a fart More clapping i’ll be rapping more You stinking rap like the slacks on Macklemore 50 buck T-shirt, 200 Jeans on, buck fifty Jordans Fuck that dude theme song cannabis is in ma lung Burn a rapper frail like a pale animal that’s in the sun [You should go get em] [Chorus:] Yeah yeah uh, rap has been many many good to me You don’t wanna mess with the Shmoses God bless you on a bed of roses I don’t really have opponents Splack cork a back like Sammy Sosa You don’t wanna mess with the Shmoses God bless you on a bed of roses I don’t really have opponents Splack cork a back like Sammy Sosa [Outro] Blah![x4]
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