Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead
Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right
Provoke me, i'll start a fight,
Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick
And u aint a stage artist. ...bt u still have to hold my black mic
The devil comin from hell im like a demond and when u see me ur goin to start
Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part
I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke
U kids can touch me im walkin in a cloak/
I keep to myself but i'll talk if u talk to me
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
Let me mom know i got in a fight and guns were dispersed
Must be life. no greater feeling in the world
U thought me a fool,u sit in a pool..
After this eighth be high like out of middle school
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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