Released on April 12, 2013

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[Intro]

Yeah, number eight

This is the type of track you snort to, hahaha

Dope lines, do-dope lines like cocaine

D-d-d-d-d-d-dope lines like like (I like them)

Cocaine, co-cocaine co-cocaine c-c-c-c-c-c-c-cocaine c-c-c-c-c-c-c-cocaine, dope lines without the nose [lines?]


[Chorus]

Yo I don't rhyme to go find a co-sign, got my own mic, get owned now

You know I got dope lines like cocaine

I don't rhyme to go find a co-sign, got my own mic, get owned now

You know I got dope lines like cocaine


[Verse]

I don't float for no fame, I know fame can make you go insane like Cobain, suicide note explained [(notes)?]

But Composition, Token hoping Dre some proteges

We going over to grow while you don't know like a stolen bass

I get it now, you go and hate, tell me how my scrotum tastes

S M H S M D colon space end parentheses a happy face

You get the message? He

Don't give a fuck like a [Anunja?] represent his team (yeah)

Mark my words, I'mma drink a hundred water cartons first and piss on hip-hop's grave until it starts to burn (wow, wow)

I'm in the building like a carpenter to make an artist sharper so I stick his finger in my pencil sharpener (pencil sharpener)

Huh, I raise all the bars they walk on, stars fall on Mars or Cloudland, it's so hot, it scars getting brown bandage

I'm not a star and I ball so hard, I'll top the charts with Soundscanning

Don't got the cars, but like crossing guards, I'm out-standing, til my fucking feet hurt (fucking feet hurt)

I'm try'na piss off more people than that pic of Justin Bieber with a blunt of reefer [(huh)?]

If-If you'da cut for Bieber, good, the world don't need ya, you a pain in the ass like a catholic preacher's fucking weiner to a little kiddies long johns

Li-listen, this is what God wants

But we're both men, didn't you just tell me this is wrong-wrong

Umm

But I'm molesting beats and get [semestities?] from instruments that too many men get on in a rap or techno beat

You're so overrated, it's wholly amazing

I thought that you fucks even know your own language

I'm over here breaking it, I flow like an alien

You put the homo in sapien (sapien)

So call me playa, blow you away til you stop cumming

Hey don't face fuck you fuck face and snub her [hey all day?]


[Chorus]

Yo I don't rhyme to go find a co-sign, got my own mic, get owned now

You know I got dope lines like cocaine

I don't rhyme to go find a co-sign, got my own mic, get owned now

You know I got dope lines like cocaine


[Outro]

Dope lines like cocaine

Dope lines like cocaine

G-g-g-g-g-g-got g-got the cocaine f-f-f-flow that, that

Let that beat fucking play, freeverse number eight

L P O D bitch (D bitch, D Bitch)

Huhu (huhu, huhu)

Cocaine is bad

Don't do it

It'll mess up your brain

Bye bye