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antoinette - go for what you know lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’ll break chicks like sticks
twigs with wigs
better take attendance, dig this
i took a break and i broke
but i won’ choke, i’m no’ joke, i won’ budge
streak, stain, smear, or smudge
just beat her n’ treat her like a sister
she said, “hit me!” ayo, hit her!
now here we go, want an antoinette trip?
while i play, we’ll sit and flip
trix are for kids, and i ain’t kiddin’
this is the gangstress and i’m gettin’ doper
you wanna wish? be a hoper
i put heads to bed so i woke ‘em
i’m incredible, rhymes are edible
and the name, antoinette, is unforgettable
so ladies and gentlemen, get ready for the write+up
clap your hands, ‘cuz i’m about to light up
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[verse 2]
i don’t play, i bring names down
how that game sound?
i ain’t james brown
so roll the static when a’s on rampage
you step to this, and you stuck on band+aids
you sought nonsense, and that makes no sense
when i start to drop it, you get tense
veins are bulging, punks stand frozen
so was wisely chosen to keep my flows in
i declare war
you need repair, or a tune+up
yo, this time or sooner
so go, for once, y’know, quick and don’t miss
so you feel a mic around a foot or a fist
escapism, that’s what you thought
rhymes are smokin’, just like newport
might ignite like a matchlight
you can’t see clear, then go get a flashlight
i win, you lose, ‘cuz yo, i’m an outlaw
step seven, now draw
you too late, too slow, too soft, too weak
i hold crowds when i speak
i trample, so yo, who’s next up?
they’ll get beat down, shook up, messed up
wreckin’ mics and you’ll get wiped up
antoinette plus this means hyped up
formulas that cure
i ain’t [?] but i’ll be sure
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[verse 3]
i’ll smother, so cover your behind, right?
or you can’t kiss where the sun don’t shine bright?
‘cuz minimum wage is a wack off stages
they can’t say this, so i play with
homicide which equals antoinette
the queen of soul, so yo, you can’t forget
it’s facts, so don’t say you see me yap
my rap is hyper than a hypermaniac
i move smooth yet groove
i damage and then prove
so join the gangstress y’all, and pump this
i picked up the notes like blow to a trumpet
yo, you want this, but you can’t fit this
so come on y’all, and let’s all kick this
assault, battery, manslaughter
you’re just a daughter, so cancel that order
who’s the best, ya got one pick
it ain’t me? then sh+t, you better run quick
i’m the boss, so don’t say, “she’s hot”
you’re just a copy, a sloppy xerox
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