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Track 6 from Patrick Baitman's '80's Baby: White Privilege' Mixtape
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Connor mcgregor
On pieces of prison paper,
I pen paragraphs of sin.
Epilogues for all these rappers, claiming they kings,
Let's see if you say the same thing, when I jump in the ring.
It's regicide when I bump into kings.
I been making gums numb, since I was young.
Now I'm in Zaire.
Big Kia blunt, my empire the entire game,
Spit fire, flame. Like dhalsim, I never throw the towel in
I'm Shaolin pedigree,
Your a mongrel,
I'm either Mao or Kennedy,
Depends who you ask though,
Used to be in ends with the cargo,
Always in my sock,
Cos I'd rather go pen, then put peng in my arsehole.
Now I just chill, watch some Fargo,
Either that or I'm reading
Or I'm sipping Don with my bredders,
While Connor McGregor,
Show these man about fighting,
Irish like Osiris i sun gods,
That means I'll battle anyone at jumpoff,
Might sound obnoxious,
I can talk at Oxford like Malek shabazz,
Im deep as Nas or Venezuelan oil,
This year I'm tryna take my chick, to Jamaican soil.
Bail out my co-d
Come back a rasta like Alberosie,
I'm foul as goat meat, left out in the sun for days.
Used to be stressed out, some my days
I went without eating, got drunk for days.
Couldn't piss without bleeding.
Back then I wanted to talk to BIG with no mediums,
Answer me this,
what's Bruce lee's fists without demons pulling 'em back,
My bars like bullets to straps, pussy I'm back.
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