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Artist:Cassidy 

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[Cassidy]: Look dog, you will never shine, Unless you come up with some better lines, And use your own flow instead of mine. So instead of rhyme, You should go to the cemetary and dig your own grave up ahead of time. You wanna cop some Jordans? I got the better kind. The bugs bunny straps n snatch the pat leather kind. I be on ? pipe where the pipers is, 'Cus i be baggin up white in this piper crib, Makin' dimes like 20's twice as big. Man they fluffy like pillows, put you right to bed. Most of the real killers doin' life or dead. I could fight but i'll hit you with the knife instead. Or put that red light on ya head, And have led poppin' out the toaster like a slice of bread. I can handle gats, Im on fire like candle wax, My pockets lumped like camel backs. I got crack and packs of green daddy, If you a pothead or fiend just scream at me! And full surface is the team daddy, You tryin' to get a mean sixteen then scream at me! N*gga! [interlude] Ayo, the chit-chat fam get chu backhand, I rap man but i clap till the gat jam. And im a gat man, put tha mac wit the airholes to ya earlobe, You sniff like scarecrows. You can't hate Cass cus i make cash, And i take cash, ya'll need to


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