Yes, here we go again. Give you more, nothing lesser. Back on the mic, it's the anti-depressor. Adrock, no pressure, yes, we need this. The best is yet to come and, yes, believe this.
Let go my echo while I flex my ego. Sip on Prosecco, dressed up tuxedo. Sipping coffee, playing keno in the casino. Want a lucky number, ask Mike Dino.
I burn the competition like a flamethrower. My rhymes age like wine as I get older. I'm getting bolder, competition is waning. I got the ball and I see the lane in...
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