Letra de Trade Deadline

[Verso]
I can't breathe again, demand seasonin'
The man's reachin', I'm so cold like Pam and Gina's friend
Yo, Angelina Jolie can fulfill my fantasy and then
I plant my seed and then stay and leave it in
And even when her man creepin' in, I say "Fam, leave again"
While my hand see his chin, goddamn seek revenge
And I'm antsy to win, like it's ants in my pants, got a tan
Wheat, the Timbs, she gon' blow the King like Lance Stephenson
Pause, fam speak again, nah, it can't be the end
Even my nigga Marcus said, "I can't your friend"
Get it? Marcus Camby, can't be your friend
And it's a double dare like Bambi with twins
"Jamie Fox Show", oh, you fancy with them
Fly so much I'm like "Are we landin' again?"
Plan the agenda, man we Avengers
And we defend from the land of the sinners
And we them niggers, with the E-R of course
Got my feet off the porch, I'ma need all the horse
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Ain't gon' leave y'all the torch, ain't gon' see y'all in court
I'ma pee on your fort, I could eat off the floor
You would peon, a dork, sellin' weed all for sport
Killin' seed, all abort, Jay and Be gone, divorce
Jokes on me, of course, throw me the award
Frontin' like you been fuckin' with this
You Isaiah Thomas wit' the Cavs, just gettin' hip
Which rapper should I snuff? Say "Wassup"? Should I diss?
No MCs in Atlanta? Let's come up with the list
Got CyHi, Quentin Miller, Translee
Scotty ATL, EarthGang, J.I.D
Raury, 6lack, Nick Grant, and Money Makin' Nique
And yeah, let's save the best for last, it's, uh, me
Who wanna battle for the bread and the bag against me?
Who got Birdman to wire that cash? That's right, me
I'm back at it, y'all, it's rap's Barry Bonds
I might run up on Tuma for RapCaviar

[Conclusi�n]
Just kiddin', just kiddin'
Tuma my nigga
Deadline, nigga
It's over
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Salt Bay on 'em, Salt Bat on 'em