Ladies and gentlemane, welcome to our “Flair for the Gold!”
With your host “Nature Boy, Ric Flair!” (It’s the Umbrella, b#tch)
Your not carrying the big gold!
The second best {?} tell yourself
So get up, ladies and gentleman
Get used to it, in Ric Flair
We’re looking at the man
What? My dreams euphoric, schemes, my whole team, we’re getting forest green
Peep, the flow is clean, my overclone ring
My Yeezys cost me four-hundred and fourthy-four beans
Mean Gean, I seen things
I was born in supreme in 2014
Raw steam fifty for my offspring, the cross bling
Lil’ cross bling, lil’ cost, cost the cream
Often seen, often seen {?} the green pie
Cherry cloth king
Ya’ll {?} last man standing when the bell ring
Quasimoto, who play faster?
Wave daggers, call me the {?} master
Writin’ in your head, I turn your songs into brain matter
The way I swing hammers and orchecheck on your market set
When I start the sketch on the cam, you see, it get as dark as death (Ric Flair)
Base stress, when a real n#gg# sell out
And hill figure spell outs, my man whiped the scale out
The fiend hit the bat, till he fell out
Splashed him with the cold water, told ’em “get the hell out!”
Your a man, you don’t cry about it
You take a life with ups and downs, If you’re a real man, you never go down, need to stay up
That’s why {?} to choose {?}
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