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flow - b.the great lyrics

[verse]
the eye in the pyramid
k!lling with the definitive enemies
n-gg-s staying hidden from the criminal
n-gg-s be primitive, flow on a idiot
this for the f-ggots that think i ain’t lyrical
wrap a rap, send it back, it’s a wrap
every n-gg- wonder where it’s at
these cats got p-ssy in bags
cause one hit wonders, dead off percocets
rap style sound like it from the northeast
and for the n-gg-s talking bout me where your source b?
winning to rid it
i’m pinning minute to minute
diminish ready to finish
this is the man and the menace
i got a matted to filling
i got a manage the witting
i got the patted division
i bitter, batter, and bit it
want a patek, she want addy, she so grabby
diamonds on me, n-gg- stop with all bragging!
at a angle, my anger anguish, on hooks
but on line, i’m a angler, p-ssy boy strangler
i’ll hang they’ll cranium by a anchor
b-tch, i ain’t a gangsta, but if it’s banking
that bends and breaks my attention
and i make banger’s and mangle fast rhymes like a panther
going against a stripper dancer with parkinson’s man
and i’m making advances, hang man
take my word, by a reindeer’s antler
musta knew something was wrong
when the girl on 96.1 wasn’t playing my song
beyond all, my log cabin i ordered near the lawn pond
was not near the place it belongs
and it comes to my mind that the dumb little blonde
was responsible for it, when before i was bout
to walk out the door and she stuck out her tongue
i slapped and called her a “thot”
she called me some what a monster
i hit her with a baton, and threw her dumb -ss
in the trunk of a toyota truck
and honestly it’s cliche to say i put my d-ck in her esophagus
i’ll die rock hard in her, bury my c-ck in a sarcophagus
it’s ominous that ya wallet is bottomless
flow sick, yes, it’s vomitus, the air about me like desert dust
some n-gg- asked to moi to freestyle
b-tch, i’m anonymous, who i am judge
these n-gg-s couldn’t rob a jewelry store with a faucet son
coming from n-gg-s, that think they f-cking wrist
is on a tsunami, hoe shut ya -sses up
fore’ i “throw ya gunz” like onyx sung it
do like ya grams son fell on stairs to shoot
i would have to plant death in a step
but don’t follow like kids to new father do
n-body can stop me
i’m on my busta rhymes sh-t
as soon as i bust a rhyme
these hoes bust on my d-ck timely
here’s a sign, when i buzz, b be out the hive, b
this is what you call a god flow
so praise “the great” highly

- b the great lyrics

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