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Okay I'm sick and tired of calling for that clever rapping
I got a lot of options
They get a lot of action
I run the town so you could swear I was a Harbour captain
I got entendres that bring your fucking father backward
Ngintswembu blind like cataracts
My beats are technocardiac
So every 808 I give the microphone a heart attack
All up in that ocean like a mother fucking shark attack
I'm incomplete
I hardly rap

That's the song

Whoa
Whoa
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Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa
Whoa whoa
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Whoa whoa whoa whoa
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Credits
Writer(s): Ezekiel Phiri
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