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A. Wuza Fish

from 2​:​22 by Zippo Hebs

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Z-I-
Double p-o h-e-b-s, he the the best, mothafucka
Got an S on his chest, but it stands for sex not super or something
Run up in your house, eat your butter
Meet me for lunch and get blunted beyond function
All three shapes fit inside one another
I'm my own force I
Refuse to be lumped in...
Hold your head up High
Our minds are on the rise, eyes cut through your disguise,
I'll ruin your motives and don't be surprised
Fruit of my labors baked into a pie
Voice of the dolphin and lord of the flies
Chosen by prophets to break all the ties
Facin facades like the cake is a lie
Got my Moby dickin
Got my Moby dickin
She wanna hug and kiss it
I'ma whale to all these fishes
I WISH I WAS A FISH ( no joke )

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from 2​:​22, released February 22, 2016

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