We are being wiped off the face of this earth
A bunch a singers and sinners
I'm a winner, i'm a loner.
I thought i recognized her
I'm a grade a o g
Bitch, they call it motor city
When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner
They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,
Your a show without a channel
Lady at the frank stand will
No car key and i mean that
Its a challenge breaking a habit
Too focused, one word
I'm a vulture yous a buzzard
Oldest nation on this earth
With a ba and a masters
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