I am on track, put my raps on wax, max and chill, murder raps for you, blow like trial, for awhile I got into trouble, now I bubble on the beats, heat the streets with my wisdom for your system, to uplift them out of the sorrow, hollow tips spitting my hobby, represent the Queens boro, so follow the leader like god Rakim, move the crowd you know what I mean, main theme of getting green.
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