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Le'Obie Teron Bullard
Le'Obie Teron Bullard
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Right Beat
Right Beat
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Lyrics

Oh shit the lyrical culprit This that shit that make you vibe Give you something to cope with Known to keep a line But I'm never on coke shit Umma always keep it G Never needed to Cloak Shit The game in shambles They ain't using a pen Only bars they recognize Is sentences in a Pen A Lack of common sense It's just a generational sin Let's be clear like some Gin I'm only dropping dem Gems I mean I spit sick And I ain't talking about phlegm Turn the heat on this beat I bring that May- to your hem Swear you niggas really sleep And I ain't talking about Rem. I'm Hardcore like Lil Kim. Organic flow like I'm Chem. I'm demonstrating These niggas be perpetuating Revoke em like Abrogations Belittle like deprecation Fuck being chill This that lyrical annihilation For niggas with lacking cadence No statement without a payment This that Code Red Shit be over your head I just lock-in on the beat And I got no dreads They like Bliss your pockets fat Because I'm so Fed I bring light man to the Dark You would think I know LED
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