A name with a vision boy called aspect,
Carol city or was it the west
And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause
I'll smash the cunt, and tell him to have a blunt before i slag him off
Stare a more sawed off strap bear a chore called from mad
To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag
Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible
Apb called for killin two pigs in the field, hittin a double
A strong word called investment
Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend
The boa know they loving the crew
Called me a slag but look who you talk to,
That y'all can start a crew called the truckers!
Ybm and emp it's like we brothers
Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state
Every day, i spit the truth so i'm called a renegade,
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