And what about the rappers
With a ba and a masters
I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for
They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,
Your a show without a channel
She all that i can handle
A church hymnal planning a pandemonium
Simple genius, go hard and spit bits of semen
Hard to move on when you always regret one
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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