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Beez

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Who could take a single buck, an empty cup, a stroke of luck Fuck around and reconstruct it up to a million bucks In God we trust, every part of us is marvelous You Krusty Krab squad, ya'll will rust, ya'll ain't hard enough Demolition expert, I exert through your network while the tech squirt jerk There's holes inside your sweatshirt Through your apparel, through your blood, through your bone marrow Precise with this mic device, slice your pie like Sbarros You falling nigga, and you can't get up You been stalling motherfucker now your ass is stuck Brooklyn, Brownsville, baby stay with the Killer Hill crazy It grows up above the booth And conceals my three eighty Are you running for this money money Hunting eggs like Easter bunny Geeks trying to beast upon me Freak, I will eat a zombie Calm and double while you jumping through these hurdles Silly rabbit the race is always won by the turtle Metal machinery, purple herbal mixed with that greenery I don't write songs, grasshopper, I write scenaries Everything ain't what it seems to be What it means to you it don't mean to me Bzzzz, a sting from the killer bees In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez) In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez) In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez) In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez) I pass any test of litmus, I workout at 24 fitness On the weekends, I sip Belvedere with that citrus My dogs is vicious, exotic Never blue for the mistress Life is good, I live every day like it's Christmas Happy New Year, I does what the fuck I wanna do here I splash that Gucci shit from the shirt to the shoewear Trust the rings out, wife beater tee with the wings out Long dick stamina, I fuck a bird til she sings out La la la la, body could convert Lady Gaga Back to heteros*xual, I'm classy like Impala Plus I'm federal, when it comes to making dollas Like Jigga nigga man, if you hear me then holla Four rings like the Green Lantern You see me in the mean phantom Pushing over there in Ohio, outside of Canton Or maybe in the Grotti rugged projects of Staten Tall redbone in my shower, she looking like Paula Patton In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez) In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez) In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez) In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks (Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez) --- Beez - RZA and Kid Cudi

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BRAD JORDAN, DOUG KING, ISAAC HAYES, ROBERT F. DIGGS, SCOTT RAMON SEGURO MESCUDI, WILLIE DENNIS

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Indicud

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Kid Cudi/Universal Records

Release Date

April 12, 2013

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what fucks your with dropping fuck beez through that give like trust motherfucking don't them

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