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Type of guy to beat you if you righteous with me You the type to do or die, childish to me 'cause I don't really fight fair all in the streets I don't really fight fair, it's calling to me I said bring them in, weed them out When we swinging in, bring the ceiling down I don't really fight fair all in the streets I don't really fight, let the Spiders all eat When the task is Fahrenheit less That's when they want to make sacrifices Only got dogs, you don't bear a likeness Said you want to do right, that don't make you righteous Said you want to do right, that don't make like us And I madะต three left, you can make a right one You only wastะต time, and time is priceless And sometimes time can mean life or lifeless When they get a little scratched, then they flip the vinyl But it's all of those scratches that make you timeless Enough of those laskes, the pain and violence Taught me all of those bandages made me like this Thought you wanted lime light 'till it came and blinded Well, it's only bright lights on the main assignments And I don't got time for the aching whining Said you needed more time, well, then stay inside Bitch, I got one chance, I'mma do it You couldn't do it once, I might do it thrice Anything I do, bet I do it nice I hit every border, I don't round a corner Ain't an U in sight, you ain't moving right But a siren light, bet you move it right You might lose a half, that's some future wife You put you and I in a do or die That's a six feet, that's a suit and tie That's an you in sky, that's a flew the kite That's a swim with fish, that's a scuba dive Then I s-s-stutter, that's a suicide Dropping multi verses in the multiverses Multiple of me like multi turrets Had to shed my being, now I'm molted perfect Through inferno fire, all to mold a purpose, on God Type of guy to beat you if you righteous with me You the type to do or die, childish to me 'cause I don't really fight fair all in the streets I don't really fight fair, it's calling to me I said bring them in, weed them out When we swinging in, bring the ceiling down I don't really fight fair all in the streets I don't really fight, let the Spiders all eat Bitches don't listen a peep, I try to give 'em the sneak Still they ain't hearing 'cause everyone thinking they peak They try to show me the plan, nothing to see Then I start hearing the shriek, phone, all of a sudden it beep Beep, see why you listen to me And already I'm mobbing the scene, gotta clear the anomalies I ain't just pop in for comic relief All these Hobie's with hobbies can stay in the lobby And mob with the copies, they not in my league Every move has a method, the madness methodical Team only moving methodically I don't flock with the sheep, I'm the Shepherd No predators better be ready to weather The devil embedded, I'm better, I told you the message I meant what I said when I said it, forgot it, forget it Forgot if you let 'em, you fuck with the canon I cock it and dead 'em, and hop in the cockpit And drop on your copies and drop 'em, got problems in every dimension But that is on monet, you followed the best Look, an op is an op, and they'll pop if you let 'em They calling me papi, and just like your papi, I pop with the leather Bet all of you falling in line when I get up A hero or felon can switch in, whatever character respected the most Better leave your family on the road No choice, just the way that it go If you get in the way of the Call of Duty, you might end up a Ghost Type of guy to beat you if you righteous with me You the type to do or die, childish to me 'cause I don't really fight fair all in the streets I don't really fight fair, it's calling to me I said bring them in, weed them out When we swinging in, bring the ceiling down I don't really fight fair all in the streets I don't really fight, let the Spiders all eat