styles I got keep the streets hot like Cappuchino from Star Bucks, leave you star struck and spark the target, with hard hits the God kid and I am Micheal Coreleon of 2012, all for the wealth, I bust and trust a select few, Fiends stand in the row, I am from Far Rockaway getting raw with the art of war like a China man, no grams, no ham but slow jams like Keith Sweat.
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