| Came into the game like a miracle through a broken condom |
| Diamond in the rough, with your nose up, you won't ever find 'em |
| Now I'm ultraviolet, melanin shining in perfect timing |
| Niggas out here laying and falsifying hearts of the lions |
| Though it's metaphysics, the war we're waging ain't strictly business |
| With all of the gimmicks, the art diminished, the goats offended |
| Black Cat, I keep it P like Panther, they P like pussy |
| I'm not a killer, but I'd be lying if you try and push me |
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| I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my head |
| If you ain't fucking with me, then you must be dead |
| I'm a black sheep, public enemy, calling me a psycho, I'm the remedy |
| So if you ain't fucking with me, then you must be dead |
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| Why they speaking on the game without who paved the way? |
| All this new would drown inside the blues if we ain't save the day |
| So it's safe to say that the way through us is major pain |
| These metal bands my sons, not my brothers, we are not the Wayans |
| I know that you heard fighter jet, but I will not complain |
| When these vultures fabricating game are recognized as lame |
| Lay these old gatekeepers in the coffins where they gon' stay |
| I'm Popovich, I'ma pop a bitch 'cause, nigga, I don't play |
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| I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my head |
| If you ain't fucking with me, then you must be dead |
| I'm a black sheep, public enemy, calling me a psycho, I'm the remedy |
| So if you ain't fucking with me, then you must be dead |
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| Must be dead |
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| I'm out of my mind, I'm out of my head |
| If you ain't fucking with me, then you must be dead |
| I'm a black sheep, public enemy, calling me a psycho, I'm the remedy |
| So if you ain't fucking with me, then you must be dead |
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