.[Verse 1]
Give me a second, matter of fact, give me a first
I'm the first born, first in flight, reppin' that since my birth
It's simple, I'ma empty a clip, watch you Harlem shake and shift 'til you telling tales from the crypt
My repertoire is Smithsonian meets the gutter<.>
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