Don't understand any of those words,
Feel like i’m movin' backwards
Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards
Skeptical soldier, a man of few words,
Listen to the fucking words
That try to chase these skirts
The birds i knew flip birds
Guess i'll just throw my words/
Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards
Rap's not just pop that repeats three words
Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks
Your cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words
Shout out bobby on hundreds
No grief into these words
Words are just words but verbs speak louder
And the streets is getting colder
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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