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Ugh...
I'm nauseous, glad I brought this
Sick bag case I haz to vomit
Ill flow, all you bastardz want it
Nutsack, hella rapperz on it
Big sackz of chronic, a rapstronaut
Gettin' high, 'bout to catch a comet
Doin' massive bong ripz, yeah, that'z the bomb, bitch
I make a handsome profit
Mad bank, still got plenty left in my gas tank
Grab my damned shank
'cauze theze catz ain't caught my drift yet
You suckaz muhhfuckaz hush up like Anne Frank
Shhhh! I'm a phenom rapper
Y'all won't catch up till eonz after
They caught me on camera
I had my ballz out, dancin' like Deion Sanderz

Sneaky in the house, you
'bout to get a how-to
Work that body out, who
Want to break it down? You
Must do what the sound do
Baby make it bounce, ooh
That'z what I'm about boo
Buckle up for round two

Yo, I been had game since the dayz of 8-bit
Old school player like my name waz Naismith
Let'z get back to basicz
If you can't spit, you ain't gettin' on, face it
Heinrich... say my name, trick
And fix your face 'fore I rearrange it
You gon' need a facelift, my aim iz
To bring the pain, I can't wait, I'm anxious
So much brainless twitz on my anus
I need Preparation H, I'm goin' ape-shit!
What part of greatness you hoez ain't get?
The fuck'z you been eatin'? Paint chipz?
Hey... y'all wan' hate? Hate this:
$10K on the Jacob bracelet
10 babez on the Lazër spaceship
I'm MJ, Game 6 (swish!)
I can't miss!

Welcome back, you're now tuned
Into Sneaky'z how-to
Work that body out, who
Want to break it down? You
Just do what the sound do
Baby make it bounce, ooh
That'z what I'm about boo
Got to make the crowd move

I'm a bad guy with an appetite
For hittin' catz up like an @ reply
First I black your eye
Then you gon' either act right or you haz to die
See you in the afterlife
Wack MC'z ain't half az nice
My rapz were tight before I had a mic
And trackz are fly like satellitez
Girl, get your handz up high
You ain't camera-shy
I'm tryin' to see you shake your ass and thighz
You gotta catch the vibe, shawty twerk that thang
Your backside lookin' fat tonight (thank you)
Damn right I'ma fantasize
Just dance homegirl, don't act surprized
Hell, I'm just a man aiight?
I like big buttz and I cannot lie

Sneaky in the house, you
Foolz just got a how-to
Worked your body out, who
Still ain't breaked it down? You
Must do what the sound do
Baby make it bounce, ooh
That'z what I'm about boo
Wrap it up, we're now through

It'z Uzi Muzik, bitchez
New label, new bangerz
Holla!

(Goodbye)

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from Blonde Bomber: The Mixtape, released November 9, 2016

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