Something in his arm, he pushing more and more
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
You little young-ass motherfuckers
That y'all can start a crew called the truckers!
I got an epidemic in ma blood called a rapping
I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king
Loser fat weirdo freak i've been called a disgrace
One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race
A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,
Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
Don't cross me, cause my friend, i'm no jesus
A used to called big but am not notorious
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
I'm understanding that bull like a matador
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