The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three
Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
Best believe tho i drizzled your mother in my pee
Your mother and my nine, got the bitch praying for her time
Remember when i used to call you on your phone line
They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine
The essence of my mind, the essence of a crime
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