A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there
On the lines of a wire right in the nice air
I don't even breathe the same air
The way they hit her i just stop and stare
And now i walk around without a care
When they open the box and inhale the pale air.
Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.
Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there
She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.
Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care
Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.
Striving, working nine to five with no health care
Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,
A life where we don't need no welfare
You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair
Then why the fuck am i yellin at air
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