Other Wise:
Anyone else on the Mic...that just blasphemy...
To be sick as us...we are who you'd have to be...
I'll talk nothing but shit...when I attack a beat...
Like Johnny...I'll get into your core...Appleseed...
You can try and babble...but I'm passed my peak...
I'm a master of my Kraft...like Mac and cheese...
While your easy bake...
With all that hard work that you put in...
The only thing you getting is that measly cake...
I'm beast...Other Wise they say he is great...
while your flows make me board, like i see a wake...
these stick up kids are like a seasoned steak...
while you wine...you should come with just some cheese and grapes...
All i see's mistakes...in what you lames'll just do...
so I'm here and it's clear...I'm gonna take over, true...
leave you stranded if you ever try and hang with this dude...
now your trailers getting pulled...hang over two...

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40s in my trunk, so you don't wanna pop off...
I keep my head up, call me the Rock...I walk tall...
They say money grows on trees, so we bought a greenhouse...
and we don't play the starter, we bring the whole team out
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Knowlzie:
they call me knowlzie baby,
But you can call me coupe, cuz theres seats for 2, when we ridin baby,
My mind is hazy, its bout to drive me crazy,
If you dont like to watch, just say your eyes are lazy,
Run up on us thats a horrible idea,
Always talkin shit, oral diarrhea
Ungh, you dont wanna fuck with us
So I suggest that you just start suckin up,
Cuz when the stick up get sick of you runnin ur mouth,
We'll just get rid of ur clique n leave you dead on the couch,
Yeah n throw salt in the wound, fuck that,
put u in a bodybag n roll the rock over the tomb,
We'll catch ur brain off guard with our subliminal lines,
SUK goes hard, criminal minds,
Its 3 in the mornin, sippin some wine
N there aint a 40 in trunk but the 9'll be fine

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