Bar None 1
No holds barred, utter defeat is what I see in those cards
No holds barred, utter defeat is what I see in those cards
It's a dirty world, but my heat's considered hand sanitizer
Made my dreams become reality, I'm not a big 'fanisizer'
My trap got cheese, but I'm trying to keep away rats
Life's a gamble, take a chance, like playing craps
Time to take you to school, and money's the topic
Smokin' on Jamaica helps me focus, I keep something tropic
Cash rules everything 'round me and it's in my pocket
That means I'm in control, if this was a plane, I'm in the cockpit
I'm a hustler, got more bricks than a construction site
I stay fresh, I'm flyer than a first-class flight
By any means necessary, hard times call for drastic measures
Get in my way, and get buried like pirate's treasures
Never see me fold, it's like I got the winning hand in Poker
I'm more dangerous than cancer in the lungs of a smoker
Talk crazy, catch a hook, how's that for a punchline
Show me the competition, I call that lunch-time
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