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(Verse 1) Sitting on the couch with my head in my hands I need to think Think fast, need to set up a plan to get big Lick already said I’m the man I know this But it’s hard being my own fan I’m so thick, thick headed when it comes to the flow My secret weapon Said the go cause there’s no better time than The present, not a second time to get a stepping What’s a hustle for a hustler if it’s the wrong direction I take a sec making all the right corrections Full inspection make sure its perfected Some neglected saying I’m obsessive But a record ain’t a record less it really is impressive I’ve been infected with the sickness of perfectionist Like if you grab a hips and twist it while your sexing it It feels betta betta use of the erection A free lesson, very welcome Baby don’t you even mention it (Chorus) Cause if your trying and aint working And you just don’t get it and it sound well Just wont flow (X2) We’ll recognize Real you can bet cause the music Come from my soul From my soul From my soul I said the music comes from my soul Sick with it games with it Till the limitsey Asher Rosh aint no joke Aint no joke (Verse 2) I see the visions bigger than the big picture Doing division with figures of dirt diggler Weed an liqueur play the role of an addiction But efflicted for the sicktion I still remain a stickler Slick thinker, quick picker upper Bounty hunter for the runners and I found about a hundred of em They be dumb enough drugging them with bubble gum I cover them, smuther them, and then I tell their mother on em getting grounded for sounding like a clown not allowed out the house for Bringing our sound down, kick out Vanished from the town but bromanted may be granted while they handed me My crown

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