Turn Around
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Yeah, well it's that rapper y'all ain't heard about
Lacking the word of mouth
It happens when you leave jaws slacked in a murder crowd
Turn 'em out
How I serve 'em crack in absurd amounts
If rap's the dope, well, that's what the verse about
Ain't a better version out
Work it out, can't a person doubt
I'm a painter and a surgeon when they've heard me out
In they suburban house, a trailer in they dirty south
Himalaya range with a hint for any age
Ain't a bird this loud, on an earth this round
I'll out-shout a bald eagle from the surface ground
I'm loud, sure as a hound, ain't a word to be found
With nonsense competence, ain't a worry, I'm bound
When the curtain is down, shoot, aim, can't burden me now
Got a name you can't change with a personal noun
Serving it proud, got you cursing my style
And I ain't ever shot a man in the back, turn around
Never shot a man, never, never shot a man
Never shot a man, never shot a, shot a man
Never shot a man, never, never shot a man
Never shot a man, never shot a, shot a man