Exhibit F

Lyrics
Exhibit F Hail up Spooky Yo, don't get it twisted cause I MC Air Force Ones and an ArdWear tee Snapback, no backpack and trust me When I say I'm so F to the T Came to the game through the back door True say dem man dere was hiding the key Now I just sit back, laugh Watch all these debris float on top of the sea MCs running around with flows I gave 'em back in double-O-three But it's OK, but it's all good Cause I got a new one that ain't free Girls get wet when they see me stunt I'm stunting hard like Mr T Man wanna know where the runaway flows come from I told 'em 'let me be' Don't get it twisted cause I'm online I'll slap man's wig with a rusty nine Mind all over the doormat Postman Pat, they're thinking 'what's inside?' You ain't a badboy All of the real badboys told me you run and hide Where's your heart? Where's your pride? I don't wanna hear that talk 'bout Tride Out there chasing girls ain't shit Ain't gonna save you when it's riding time Get into beef, you little chief And the only phone you ring is mine? Ain't got a clue, well then, you Get off the strip, get a 9 to 5 Show me the best MC in the room One 16 wind him straight to the side
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Credits
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- M.I.K