I got alotta phones
And nasty remains and bones
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.
And i'm dizzy and spinning
Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing
Come see real niggas on my team
Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,
Smoke until i ain't got no lungs
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
And the word most important
And remember what i said and
And kill yourself and your clique
We can't catch the beat
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