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Puff Puff Pass Cypha! (DROP IT HOT!)

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NoT:
Next time, Pr1mo, listen to instructions ~
After all, this a Nick of Time production ~
Ya'll just featured artists, who the hardest, N-o-T ~
Straight from the streets of J-A-N-E* ~

*The Jane-Finch corridor is my project in Toronto. I was lucky to get into a good school on an athletic/academic scholarship.

Reef:
dont need no fuckin weed cuz im constantly high!//
im so fuckin i'll i will smoke the bullets used in a drive-by//
rings of smoke surrounding ya like lord of the rings//
yo smack is jus whack.. like wen tham shitty pop groups sing//

NoT:
Peeps always wondering how much weight I bring ~
Not skills, that's obvious, chock up victories like che-ching ~
I'm talkin' 'bout weed, and it's at least a quarter-pound ~
Then I buy the burger at Mc's, hit the bars, order a round ~

Remember, you've gotta make the first line of your piece rhyme with the last line of the previous person's piece.

Hittman:
NoT Was Raped By My Telepathy Blarin Your Sound//
Cut Your Throat And Leave Your Lungs Bloated With Mucus And Blood//
Show Up At Schools And Slaughter The Students Of Love//

NoT:
What's this shit now?! Some clown blowin' my buzz ~
The Nick of Time has come, now what the fuck up?! ~
Lightning bolts strikin' you, signs of death from above ~
Wait, flying by, it's a buddah smokin' peace dove ~

PEACE!

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