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[Intro: Mach-Hommy]

[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]

[Chorus: Mach-Hommy]

[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
It was all silk, suede and leather, and since I made it off the stool
I sleep with both eyes open, keep my hand on my raging bull
No Jack Parsons bet' not gas that man up with no rocket fuel
Try to flex like he connect, but he really ain't got no pull
My catalogue like treasure chests with gems in it
I'll show up in your nightmares; Lord, forgive me for grim spittin'
It was written up in the Dump Manuscript
My handle get it executed fasthand
The outcast, the bad man
Could've did a mission with Sonny up in the badlands
We Mortal Kombatants, need royalties and patents
My patiеnce runnin' thin if I ain't countin' up or stackin'
I'll flip a bag on the stock market and еxtract it
Historically accurate; it's Fah and Mach, don't get it backwards
In any category, we put fear in every factor

[Outro]
Dump Gawd