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Lyrics

[Intro] Get God on the phone Tell him I'm giving Jay some time to recuperate Because apparently he doesn't know me anymore As for the others [Verse] Yo, enough with the fucking Budden references It's like Hell's Kitchen in here with all the Chef disses Don't know why I bother parrying with lames Some half-assed ninja and his bitch MarriedToTheGame I'll choke you both with a halo and stab you with the devil's horn Have forfeiting this shit like I did to Metaphors, never more Eat a pussy, you Thought 72 was too much: motherfuckers, do the math You tried to kill Two Birds with One Stone and failed miserably Three Kings but no aces, fifty two card pickup as an injury Fifteen of twenty plus tracks belong to Team Toronto I gave you both ten bars each, took you thirty two to swallow Quality over quantity, not even sixteen shots in If y'all were aiming to fail then you've already lost it Don't even try to respond, you'd be stupid to move You're the kind of kids to strap up and shoot up a school Bitches [Outro] I'm not even trying anymore fam, farted this one out Shout out to Zach