Percolate
I've been getting a lot of shade
so I guess, I better fade
I owe no one, so no one
gets paid
you can catch and attitude
you also can catch fade
I told you, I was on my way
all you have to do, is
get out my way
you bug me,
so I have to spray you
like a roach
do not approach
I got black flag
in a can
I made a grand
for tickling a baby grand
no encore, my fingers are sore
from tapping keys
I'm a typer
and a writer
who steps on pedals
and beat drums
I must be getting close
coz, everybody getting ghost
I use to stay in the middle
and just, do a little
now I'm doing the most

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