I’m dropping bomb like osamama in the game

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Lyrics - I'm hustlin from dawn to dark from the dark until dawn I'm dropping bombs just like Osama all over the game I'm calm and patient I'm lacin my shoe laces and ready to face the world only mission is money making I'm racking in all this dough who want biscuits? Sickenin shit that I'm spitting fickle minds complain and cry because they living indecent lives I can walk that fine line and keep my eye on the prize I try to shy away from all the signs of violence but some guys are spineless I can smell when a person's fake I can tell what the sign is (sinus) I don't cooperate to what someone says don't care if his name was Simon got this shit down to a science run to the land of zion shit my name ain't simba nigga but I got the heart of a lion I'll never take a loss I'm bossin up on these niggas if you fuck with me then best believe I got a team full of killas man ima wizard with this shit I ball out in all the arenas I go and put on a show fuck shit I do not condone my goons will break in your home and make ya body turn cold niggas put down orange cones keep trying to block my road but I'm not gon stop a drop of my saliva fuels a rocket these 100 wads in my pocket is giving me electric shock stash some cash in your tube sock incase you get robbed just passing on what I was taught I got a team full of John stocks they passing that rock not talking legos but I got the building blocks to stand on top a thousand shots I cock back and shoot rally your troops you better fuckin hide because you don't wanna give the fuckin blues clues don't make em put paws on you break laws have you niggas sippin through straws these raw songs that I sing string along envy and greed heart on my sleeve just like I'm playing golf I always tee off have you coughing up blood medicine ain't gon stop you from that coffin I profit off false prophets I'm not to fond of frandulence abolish the nonsense sent from the politics bums polish my kicks you bitches don't want that action one time somebody called me wack I kicked him in his face we can say that I had a knee-jerk reaction I'm infatuated with facts don't give a fuck about cap who gassin you rappers up ya'll niggas got flatulence I'm uncontrollably laughing at ya my 3 exes keep calling me I don't call back I know they turnin red but them bitches ain't a factor onto a new chapter like Shaq I'm backing down you bastards then I'll dunk on you and tear down the back board I'm at war I flow like water see sure (seashore) I can stand on sand but I'm still at risk of getting bit by a shark all I can do is put on a swimsuit take a dive and try to find Noah's ark I kick start without a soda these fruits roll up they so sweet I lay em flat beat him to colors now they're ready to eat what a tasty treat you fucking geeks leaving my enemies wheezing and struggling for breath you should know not to test you'll be screaming under duress the queens I make em undress I'm screening em like a test watch TV to channel my thoughts I got lots of battle scars from all the battles I've fought I'm often sought after I smash the saucers flying at me niggas think it's soccer and try to kick me around but bitch get outta bounds and shit is gon get messy ya'll ain't gon block my goals fold under pressure never that it's like I'm lightning a candle each track because I put fire on wax.

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