Mick Foley

Is it on, Ok Cool
Let's get it poppin', what's bubblin' cousin
Stayin fly and buggin', till we buzzin' something
Put in too much work, being done for nothing
Still catch the fade, but I'm one-on-one-in
No longer we abide by politics
For all Mankind, put a sock in it
Look to the side, they are not as hip
My soul is driven, ghost ride the whip
Often as dry as their habitat
All the well wishes in the water, ain't a half stack
Keeping positive, I ain't mad at that
Since all these pricks that they plant off the Cactus, Jack
Relaying the message, who's running this
Going right through the cage, who stuntin' kid?
I refuse cause
By a large margin, the tye dyes, show this Dude, Love, right now

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Never use to think we're hardcore
'Til we flip off the wall, parkour
You know the deal, if it cost more
My hood pulls cards, draws fours
Two arms on their heads, that's a DDT
Killin' everything that you wanna seem to be
They ask what life really mean to me
Still being everything that they can't be
Clawin' mandibles in order to be champion
In the hood, for my life, for my fam and friends
Sonnin' everything, I'm the father, I'm Anakin
Leavin' 'em faceless til I'm considered the mannequin
Breaking the New York times, within a New York minute
Just a goal of mine as I use the pen and
We got it locked
If Westside and Con are Hall N Nash, Me and Ron the Rock N Sock

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