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"Peace and love and all that..."

Running round, dem touch downs.

Gonna drown, men act... clowns.

Nah, you ain't seen (beep) like this.

Yeah, you ain't seen (beep) like this.

Yo, paying your taxes, gotta ask... your... exes.

(Dang).

Middle class bars offer top class cars, nope.

You a rich boy for size... but Imma make a big.. bite.

And I ain't... Ain't gotta lie.

Since nineteen eighty nine, I've been feeling very fly.

(High).

A bunny in its slippers gonna fall based on slippers.

These fake rappers keep bein trippers.

The word they spoke, I never... awoke, stay broke, oh.

And Mama cooked them corn... breads.

And real stomach are gonna be... fed.

From my skin, I evolve... and... shed.

I'm authentic and all's... been... said.

(What it is).

Oh.

Ya'll froze at my cold... stare.

Your power left you bare.

And your rapping ain't... rare.

And yet... there's more critiques... yeah, more to share.

Straight from my lair.

(The wa

The years come by but still I fight.

Ain't feeling... shy, still in my... right.

Stronger than... Hercules, flew on top... of dark lit trees.

Always in your feed, yo I've got your key.

But I throw it... away, as I fly... broke from cage.

And still I tower on this stage, watching you... just fade away.

(Go away).

(Yeah)

And yo, I'm dangerous with these flows.

Onto of this non-sinking... boat.

Yo, this rapper gon catch a cold.

I'm feeling all this power... yo.

(What you know now).

From London to Japan, everybody knows... who I... am.

(What I am).

All these zombies here... they just stand.

All these rap songs, they keep turning... bland.

(Know it is).

Know it is.

(What it is).

What it is.