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 Pac man, y'all niggas know my name
 It'll take a quarter key to survive in my game
 They call me Pac man, and ain't a damn thing change
 Even though I got signed I'ma still slang thangs

 Verse 1
 Ay yo I cop power pellets (and y'all call 'em bricks)
 I make little dots (and y'all chop rocks to flip)
 Before junior, they had me out on a chase
 Running from these ghost monsters y'all calling the jakes
 All I do is stack loot
 Run around and eat fruit
 And harass these lady cops named Pinky and Sue
 My whole life been a maze in a chase
 Can't keep still without these monsters on my back invadin my space
 I got two hitmen that'll bury U brothers
 They rule the underworld
 U know'em as the Mario brothers
 Straight cannons
 And won't hesitate to shoot U
 And they stay goin to war wit that latin King Koopa
 I got a worker named Frogger
 When I say jump he leap
 A highway boy who be runin the streets
 Wit that package
 Dodgin through traffic that's narrow
 And my nigga Donkey Kong bringin weed in by the barrels

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 Verse 2 (Missing Verse)

 I take over blocks section by section
 Shake under cover cops and make 'em change direction
 They best bet is to relax and chill
 Sonic couldn't catch me I'm good at track and field
 I might run up in your spot
 When I'm runnin' from the cops
 Sling work a Dime a dot
 A hundred a rock
 I give out cooked
 Yeah But I only get raw
 And I keep a nice stash in case I have a Pitfall
 I got a worker named turtle that be movin my snow
 He bring strait dough
 He just move it too slow
 I don't fuck with them crabs I had to blast those boys
 I caught them breakin down my rocks like asteroids
 Met ms. pac told she could go on a mission
 But first she got to let me put in pole position
 I wish I woulda knew then what I now know sooner
 Cause 10 towns later here come pac Jr.

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 Verse 3

 I got drugs for every race, color, and creed
 I sling mushrooms to white boys in club Centipede
 Donkey Kong was gettin money from slinging weed
 I don't know why he wanna start a pie factory
 We can be partners
 That's murda, us connecting
 Wit the right blow
 And Burger Time doing the cheffin
 We can get doe
 Can't let the cops catch us
 And if it move slow (still stack blocks like tetris)
 Whoever don't wanna get down, they stupid
 Not the one to jump around these blocks like Q-bit
 Ain't nobody out there making no noise
 Wit they own route but that nigga Paper Boy
 We can take his stuff
 He ain't tough he a nut
 He always letting Dig Dug pump em up
 I pull a plug on 'em niggas if they don't wanna set it
 Game over niggas, I'll see you next credit

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