"Freestyle" as written by and Lorenzo/mitchell/sledge/bailey/broadus/y....
It's big rod on tha mic ya I'm back again,
My role models Phillies,
Blunts,and bottles of gin,
Stay on my feet quick to sock you dead in ya chin,
Think it's a game I'll sit n smoke a blunt while you hang,
Strugglin just like ya moms when she got shot in da brain,
Let me back off this 'cause to stay its a sin,
Cause when my eyes turn red I'll start killin niggaz again.

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"Freestyle" as written by Salaam Remi Nasir Jones

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