.Feel the music son, we got you programmed like a beat
When I press snare, yo, guard your grill
Press kick, you move your feet, you can't compete
I got my hydrants parked on every street
I'm federal nigga, son of sun, come close and feel the heat
I am the streets, the white l.
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