Knocked All The Fans Out On The Teco

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niggaz pucker up when hear the sounds of the nemesis

close they hears, hold back tears, cause they know um bout business

and all i got to do is tell em "friday night with ushers"

and watch they face scrumble up, like just ate some gushers

im from polk county 863 you know central florida

where the goons ride all night, killers, restraining orders

but naw forreal tho um from florida, fella, strizzo, and tony

i roll with "real gutta niggaz" the rest of yall just to fony

dj's rip my tracks non stop to the 3rd degree

prayers were answered for a better rapper, yes it was me

i told my fans ill give them everything except disappointment

the only time ill leave them bye is for meetings and appointments

and my fits change up on yall like a bipolar state

my fans love me only thing judgers can do...rate

only thing non supporters can do for me...hate

stay on ya job bartenders need another drink...grape

and its my time to shine like aluminum foil

its gone be hott, ima turn it out like a crab boil

invite my white, blacks, ching chong and chi-cos

knock all my fans out on the teco

but anyway... yall dont have disappear

just take yall lame bars get hell up outta here

if ya bars lame...take it back yo

ill pay for it if ya let it go

my friends ask how i do it, so i told em the truth

why my swagger higher than club kathleens roof

why i got more dollars than..skate world make on saturday

why i get more fans than advance-auto-part batterays

(LETS GO)

okay i got em tongue twisted when they mention my name

heres the hint now put the puzzle together solve my game

i just left music went into a world of chaos

the timers set all you rappers that were known now ya lost

they call me jigsaw i always leave the rappers just guessing

wondering the next idea... just got em stressing

you can call me party boy cause i stay flexing

put the beamer to the flow tinted windows and texting!

ending:

its avias my nigga!