Imagine being Prodigy or Deck tryna keep up. They had to be sweating in the studio.
"Call you gay on Hot 97
Drop by your dwellin' got the weapon right behind your melon
Ain't no tellin' when the bullet's behind the trigger
I do it to live nikkas and Pulitzer Prize winners"
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