Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done
Change shit and become a better people person
Of that one special person who would complete my life.
Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive
I wouldn't be famous
Who cares about hearts and love
Who knew love could be such a burden
See, i'm second to no one
Is when a person has a artistic skill
I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
Cause im fly like a vampire just fucking bit me
Imma a dangerous person
Riding around with ms. reece and them
Yalls struggling like a vampire allergic to blood but has a blood addiction
The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position
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