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check ya rights i set my rhymes in ya direction//
rhymes like vets, but not tha one's ya pet's gets//
i hype "check", my timelines impressive//
while i impress, this fine line subjected//
blessed with this my fine rhymes "suggest'n//
i fold hits, nobody act impressed its//
my own rifts and i spit direct hits//
blitzed of bits, my fix -- its bin fixed "bitch"//
switch my flow its all on its own hoe//
tip tip toe tha Q-Tip is old soul//
flip this go tha music is so cold//
did chiz know's he uses it low pro//
holy crow, get high leave tha lights low//
hold me close, defy all tha rights fo//
fony bloats so why all tha hype yo//
high from my own hilo of hydro//
ayo my yayo up in tha "air"//
ayo lay low "buk" i dont "care"
say yo my haylo fuck theres a "glaire"//
they dont take no luv fo "affair"//
pray fo J-Lo Puff under "there"//
placed on enkles fuck underwear//
based on fake hoe's jus be "aware"
thanks yo take yo muff "unprepared"//
based on taste so fuck if ya "care"//
ay dont hate, try luck if ya "dare"//
they wont face, me i'll jus aware//
jus beware, murd'a in "air"//
simply softly melt'n ya "toffee"//
pimp G costly held in ya "car seat"//
fix me cross me hell in tha "bar seen"//
spliff me bomb weed smell is "allarming"//
lets see call me got like im "fariming"//
bets be starting hot at my party//
next me got me hot at tha job we//
flex these arms we got eyekonz army//
tipp'd off lip'd off shit got me pissed off//
flip off hip hop, shit i got ripped off//
trip from this cuz nobody listons//
hits from this one, melody glissons//
biz gone fix some felony rifts son//
chiz done this one, tell'n B its on//
spit from this tongue ill help me get some//
its umm this one chiz dun dit dis tum//
so jus call me eye of tha eyekonz//
its all me despite all tha idrums//
biz on beats despite all tha stryk9 ones//
its all peach i like when he rhymes son//
why all he, shit what would i've done//
eyekonz B, shit look what ive done//
high when ya know i dont even try son//
why when ya know we close to tha sign'd ones//
flip game i pimp meng//
which way did chiz play//
maintain a hip game//
his way is this tame//
switch blade ta spit flame//
flip rage ta insane//
this way ta chiz day//
this rain is sick meng//
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