HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Gimme the mic - gimme the mic (hey)
Gimme the mic - gimme the mic (hey)
Gimme the mic - gimme the mic ( hey )
Gimme the mic - gimme the [mic] ( hey )
[ Chorus ]
You know times are hard
Stay still though you want the jackpot
Ah ah come man P Steve in charge
So leave the blame to the third quarter
[Verse 1]
We dream of life in gold
Over there it's hanging out outside
What's the point of having [some slap]
If you don't have any comfort
I put a lot of effort
I live in a setting
I kick hard p Steve again,
Give me the queens
I'll send you to the full
Hand me the mic when I get on stage
Call me [p-gaara]
Kazekage of suna
I'm appearing in your la-ge
Like [bathelomew kuma]
I lived in the camer
People are not proud
On the one hand everyone is ready
Shhh we hope
My boy he's ready
We'll punch you in the mouth
And those who speak are always sons of (year)
We stay in the flow
I don't have to eat
I always remain dangerous like a buster call
Before you want to speak
So try to match me
And who who told you who told you
That we were all untanned
Oh my god I have the flow of a divine (hey)
Oh bye bye your style is in decline(oh)
Ahri the world is pale,
I can already see the problem,
Mini-mini-minimal mini- mini-minimum,
Mother mother mother what,
Mother mother mother what,
Mother mother mother what,, oooooooooooo
[ Chorus ]
You know that times are hard
Keep quiet if you want the jackpot
Ah ah come man P Steve in charge
Leave the blame to the [tier-quart]

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