Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her
I never liked my fifth grade teacher neither!
It was my 1st time but i dun been on some
Killa you already know harlem
Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight
F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,
1st class on him, choices were so disgusting!
Are you comingto the point that your running
Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money
A true leader, my 1st floor got a balcony
It's my 1st time but you know im bouta in work
From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word
Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate
Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.
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