The god of sunny, i'm the 2nd messiah, the rediscovery
To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
Make a world revolution
You're uncool like my mother kin
Lack execution i fail but no conclusion in need of a revolution
Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him
Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him
Maybe start his own revolution.
I got a liable larynx, my throat warm
In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.
Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade
Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid
That amputate and draw blood to animate 2nd dimensions
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
You remember the line i said at the beginning of the 2nd part
But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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