Check me, you ain't seeing no cape
I still wonder the nature of that and
By that, I mean the mission I'm gettin'
This city needs leaders, not heroes
Step back when you're talking to the Grace
Got Lossa, got Lynn, got Space
Got Kee, got Ness, got Gs not friends
That picture's large, the key ain't that far
The future's way too shaped
I ain't fucking with no two-face
All that bullshit coming out your mouth
Your excrement be your toothpaste
Aim, drop, that's touché
I ain't fucking with no two-face
Or your Harvey Dent looking ass
Know you wanna be Bruce Waynes
Got the finest by my side
Kid, I don't really fuck with your manners
You'll get killed by your faults and your madness
Chasing bitches that's acting like you
By the way I'm more Xena or Sydney than Katniss
Only dope thing 'bout you is your ad-libs
Just like when you see hoes in real life
You ain't shit that is raw, you're a catfish
I'll be taking over your base
I ain't fucking with no two-face
All that bullshit coming out your mouth
Your excrement be your toothpaste
Type of shit that I say when I'm wilding!
Come to see a nigga if you have a problem!
Fuck all you rap niggas for sure
You know where to find me if you want to know more...
Come for it!
Since I came with a brand new mindset
I take back everything that I have said
We don't do that for those who got the crowns
Our fuels be the ones who tryna take it
Leave to God what is to leave to God
Want the fame until they see the price
Make your bread, nigga don't take the slice
Watch your mouth, boy..
Your attitude, better lose that.. (IXI)
I ain't fucking with no two-face
All that bullshit coming out your mouth
Your excrement be your toothpaste
Aim, drop, that's touché
I ain't fucking with no two-face
Or your Harvey Dent looking ass
Know you wanna be Bruce Waynes..
Come for it
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