That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen
Your going against the mean killing machine
Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low
Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
It seems that i'm mean you ain't seen the stampede,i'm a rapping machine the meanest mc
Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick
I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Your developmental league don’t see a team
I look into an alley and see the matrix machine
It´s the battle of life
Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice
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