I tried to put shit on hold
didn't work I lost control
not being able to flip
is like losing my soul
and you can bet your bottom dollar
I'm not trying to fold
under pressure
cuz I fucks with Andy Garcia
and his extreme measures
so bring that shit and get
patent like your leather
to burn or not to burn
I'm hot like summer weather
so give me what you got
before I take the shit out
your ass as you
scream rape and shit
for I got the fever
for only the hype shit
the fly shit letting you bite it
caught dropping my lyrics
and it'll be the last lyrics
you lie with before
becoming expired and shit
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