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[00:02.22] Ladies and Gentlemen
[00:14.81] There Ran go
[00:16.20] Vividly paintin' pictures like Van Gogh
[00:18.22] Schwarzenegger on the canvas and hands on command, though
[00:21.04] I'm Thanos, destroyin' the world, we know every hand stroke
[00:24.18] These paragraphs I splash on paper helps keep the fans close
[00:27.26] Cinematic with the palette, every word is too movie-like
[00:29.92] The moody type, too real for the weak complaints and your bougie gripes
[00:33.23] All these artists ranked over Ran, but it's usually hype
[00:36.29] Now it's uniform to erase mistakеs and remove your stripes
[00:39.40] Slavеs to the hashtag, produce for the masters
[00:41.80] Twenty lashes to them Fascists who's afraid of all that backlash
[00:45.24] That's facts, all these thoughts that I have gotta be abstract
[00:48.16] I think I'm in the future, but now I'm tryna get past that
[00:51.26] I'm Jean-Michel but gone psycho, a strong maestro
[00:53.99] Puttin' words together, I'm mergin' letters, perform typos
[00:57.02] On a search for treasure, my verses measure a lord light show
[00:59.98] Jordan, Jackson, Tyson as far as these mics go
[01:03.28] All you niggas swear you hotboys, but we ain't fearin' hype
[01:06.36] Your hard drive got my whole style, that's a terra-bite
[01:09.24] A cold man, sittin' on money taller than Gary height
[01:12.23] Know this street shit gets deep as the voice on Barry White
[01:15.15] Don't like to see you winnin', that hater swallow the love
[01:18.17] Niggas never hold the convo as long as they hold a grudge
[01:20.96] Rainin' in the Dirty South, I got this shit out the mud
[01:23.80] Ayy, bitch, come see about the D, I give her all the above
[01:27.08] Niggas takin' chances 'cause they don't wanna live like they parents
[01:29.93] Niggas' egos runnin' wild 'cause they trauma don't like you starin'
[01:33.06] Money, violence hand-in-hand, I'm just hopin' somebody prayin'
[01:35.70] The flow one in a million, I'll leave you right where you stand
[01:39.07] They know that I'm the best, but they won't pay me a thing
[01:41.69] Funny, 'cause if I die, the same niggas gon' label me king
[01:44.72] A nigga chasin' his dreams, but I'm runnin' from fame
[01:47.68] While some are chauffeured through life, boy, I'm driven by pain
[01:50.60] I belong here, shinin' like a bald head
[01:53.46] Fold you like a lawn chair, project nigga, no fear
[01:56.65] I ain't never lied to you, lyrically, I'm Paul Pierce
[01:59.55] I'ma last a lifetime, they come and go like dog years
[02:02.47] I'm sorry, how we livin' has no storybook ending
[02:05.38] Coupe with the frog eyes, I pull up and kiss your princess
[02:08.45] But mama never had it, can't imagine niggas' struggles
[02:10.98] Gotta fuck a set of twins for every time I worked a double
[02:14.18] Middle finger, nigga, fuck you, church babies, but we hustlin'
[02:17.28] Catch a body, but they never confess about it, word to Usher
[02:20.24] Project baby, dirty, musty
[02:21.64] Chop the work up like I'm Dilla, chop the work up, make a slushy
[02:24.69] Black nigga, the stick Russian
[02:26.06] Niggas forgot about the real doin' all that dick guzzlin'
[02:29.03] No compliment to get from me, gotta keep the hits comin'
[02:32.18] I like a big body Benz, I like a Southern thick woman
[02:35.23] Wanna raise her kids country
[02:36.87] Carolina nigga, what nigga want it?
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