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boom to this


coast to coast for me host me why everyone trying to roast me trying to get up fed up trying to hold my head up way above water this shit gettin harder they all know me show me so why they tryin to roll me maybe this shit getting crazy should I slow down? but im a heavy hitter everyone wants my crown gotta hold my weight up wait up .. nose bleed see me while I'm on stage you taken a back seat step to me you couldn't be hell you've never been shit to me skillzmadd cause my skills are the realist I'm the illest mc street to steet you hear it you feel it feel the beat hitting your earn tones got that shit rattling all through your bones got that shit shaking your mommas wall like the fucking death tones chorus oooooouuuh oooooohhh boom to this x2 up in the club like 50 cents yes up in the club like 50 cents shaking that ass can ya get down and step this back of the seat like Ludacris boom to this ... boom to this
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