Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient
Looking like ya shit you britches in a heavy rap of mist
Think we unpack the crack from our backpack
How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back
Heavy breathing like crack addicts on a overdose
That they probably be in the closet of old folks
I have fat stacks of 200k in my backpack.
Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap
Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time
I'l kill em, murk em, every time, with a heavy punch in every line
That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long
Im steady killing with a heavy metal melody as my theme song,
Why i had white bags in my backpack
I'm trying to make a way, she never call back
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