And it’s all good until they go and spray a tool,
And this is dc where the rich see the poor
Then some lady named billie holiday
Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.
Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats
Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
Overspread my whole body
Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe
Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance
Runnin' with an axe i'm mike myers/
Half my peers, they're stretched for years
Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap
Im not a battle rapper but i am an axe wielding maniac,
Fame hall inhabitant spray the tec wrist throbbing
So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring
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