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[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]
[Chorus: Mach-Hommy]
[Verse 2: Mach-Hommy]
[Verse 3: Tha God Fahim]
They outta touch like elders to the younger crowd
It's different times and different minds, another runaround
Trips around the sun got me wiser, show no mercy to the divisor
Threw a couple of my demons in fire
Niggas running wild like rabid dogs
So I gotta pack the Bulldog, avoidin' fangs from rabid jaws
The day I fall off, it must be rainin' cats and dogs
You don't know what to do with the rock, boy, pass it off
I'm ahead of my time by lightyears from blastin' off
I never change up like cartoon clothes
Still leavin' the booth with stains, it's bones and tombstones
Sometimes the hardest thing to do in life is move on
This is more than just rap for me, I make it well-known
What you view as entertainment, it get real up in the dome
Up in the zone, the only real place for me to roam
If we can't come to terms, I'd rather do this shit alone
[Outro: Sample]
(fumbling with paper bag, knock on door)
(door opens)
Hi
Oh... you could've waited, I was gonna come a—
No, I-I just didn't want you to have to carry this around all day
(door closes)
Well, then
Eh? Thanks. It's just a little, uh... welcoming gift, I've been meaning to do something, y'know?
Rum?
N-not just any rum, Annette! There's Haitian 5 Star sipping rum, it's aged 8 years - this is really nice
It looks fancy
Oh, it's so not fancy. Tastes good, though! Now you can mix business with pleasure
Right... thank you
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