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Man I miss this Wayne, people forget Wayne can spit with all the garbage he puts out nowadays

You sleep in the field for trying dude, I'll make your head to meat, turn your mind to food, food for thought, think, I ain't lying to you

I lie his body in grease, set fire to him, I tie his body in sheets, put the tires to him, make him feel the escalade, put his feet in the blades

Damn, I'm the heat in the blaze, and they keep their ways, until I'm in the streets with blake, my boy hungry, he'll eat the plate

And if I ask, he'll eat your face, and though he got me, you can ask, I'm like a pool table, I keep the eight

My sidepocket sideways when I pop it, leave him sideways for five days

Check my swag, I travel like sound dawg, you play hard in the gravel like ground dog, I'm underground, call me ground hog

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