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Limp Believe

I don't believe in your crazy theories I hate your dreams cause they make me weary I don't subscribe to the bullshit that you'd have me wear as a badge

when you got to go and resort back into that shit Maybe I'm old fashioned but my passion Is to smash anyone rappin without havin a slappin '. Believe

all in my holsters Burn more bread than toasters You must know this, the cats I'm with is the coldest Hip-hop quota but quote this Back on the track again, thats whats happenin' Please believe

butter There's no other word, go ask your mother Hard solid as your city ( ? ) Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that I walk and talk Strollin with a slight limp

so fly I'm living life a lot better Still keep a glock In case the jealous wanna hate tonight Another day up in the hood Can't believe these cats still

the limp [Chorus: Butch Cassidy] Can't fuck with, what you asked for Sometimes you just should let go Get what you need and not want Some folks believe

fiction Let's get specific you can't get with it I'm too terrific and scientific, forget it don't even try to limp it, you're not ready to make hits You

Mase, you know ain't nuttin' change but my limp Can't stop till I see my name on a blimp Guarantee a million sales pullin' all the love You don't believe

Old Flag On Flanders Field in World War I She got a big hole from a Bertha gun She turned blood red in World War II She hung limp and low by the time