[Verse 1: CAM COLE]
\nLook
\nIt's time to collect
\nEverything you owe
\nNeed reparations (now)
\nCOLE and 10 comin' straight from the basement, stormin' the nation (ugh)
\nWith a large mason, jar of exotic we be blazin'
\nI'm [?], special counts under all ages
\nVoice of the voiceless, choke em out they change stations (go to bed)
\nI'm Virgil Hawkins, 'n more shockin' than Ben Franklin (agh)
\n
\n[Verse 2: Huey Mantra]
\nHey CAM what would happen if we went and changed places
\nAnd chance is [?], drop these verse and start hatin' let's [?]
\nTripple H niggas they can't fabe it
\nWе leave aprons, cook up fire wе're all praisin' to the sun
\nRaise it, evac the ops, Within the [?]
\nShawty see they can't hang with my niggas cause altercations
\nBring the alteration, one two and fist, a demonstration
\nWhile we free like close emancipates and proclimations stretch our operation
\nLike you Uncle Ruckus, we have no relation
\nHey CAM let's form together and start close casin' niggas being patient
\n12 Gauge cause your so basic
\nBitch
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\n[Verse 3: CAM COLE]
\nUh
\nShit hit different when I rap dude
\nCatch me in the back room, smokin on somethin' that make me act rude (pussy!)
\nLike fuck him and fuck you too
\nAnd I don't even know yo' name, but fuck you, you can't clean my boots
\nYou niggas suck
\nAct so steel, I'm manned up
\nWho want what man?
\nYou know I'm the plug, who need blunts?
\nThis the calm before the storm no telling me ease up
\nWat'chu mean bruh, you know I'm more sharp than a clean cut
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\n[Verse 4: Huey Mantra]
\nEatin' shroom over the corn, I [?] the soft porn
\nNeed the armor and a sword, cause I'm knight, I'm reborn
\nI'm a farmer bumpin' gun, you niggas lackin' support
\nHeard your momma cause that whore, she tryin' to [?]
\n[?], I'm sure she wanted more
\nI assure she went through K.N.D then to a mort
\nFor sure
\nWe makin waves, For sure
\nNiggas valor, Azure
\nYou know my honest like [?] cause I'm the shit
\nManure
\n
\n[Interlude: CAM COLE]
\nY'all didn't get that shit
\nLook
\nThis shit is off the dome
\nIf you talk shit then I'm -on send em' home
\nI'm comin' off the top and I'm bout take the throne like
\nFuck it
\nHAH I'm just
\nYeah
\n
\n[Verse 5: CAM COLE]
\n(shit them nigga [?])
\n(fuck nigga)
\n(pussy!)
\nLook
\nUh
\nAny altercation turnin' physical
\nTurn around hand me some change, this condition he leavin' critical
\nYo I'm the pinnacle, talkin verses? I come with plentiful
\nYo shit is pitiful from them lies you tellin', I spit at you
\nUh
\nI'm Kanye during the interview, like
\nDo you got the answers to stoppin' the way I finish you
\nDoubt it get to rippin' you
\nRappin' like this, I know it's been a few
\nYou say my music trash, but you listen get off my genitals
\nI'm chargin' up the sentinal, no scope, yeah I cutthroat a little cynical
\nI rap the biblical, god sent heavenly individual (Hue)
\nI'm 'bove the average far from typical
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\n[Verse 6: Huey Mantra]
\nThis shit is critical
\nAm a NIMMA ninja, I'm a criminal
\nI spit a few bars and leave mare amount
\nLike the wheels on the hydrolics
\nScary route, can't missuse your own principle
\nThe pimp preacher peakin' it on the beacon, I'm tendin' you
\nI'm teachin' when I'm seekin' my pinnacle
\nPeek a peek at how she peekin' at my balls when I'm at my peak
\nNo it's typical
\nKnow that any altercation bring the alteration
\nYour far from sacred, leave inaugurations so that God can save him
\nThis pro-black intimidation got them hatin'
\nWaitin' for the dudes to cut it like they [?]
\nPromise me that'chu gon' play this when you lose your hope in rap
\nJust take a toke and try to cope to see that we dudes are for plaque
\nWe smokin' backwoods, in the backroom, then that the fact
\nThat I'm that dude, I'm the quarterback, she want the sack
\nSellin' [?], I'm the last dude who tried to ask
\nYo' check these sonic frequencies to see that K.N.D is back
\nNigga\n\n
