Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon
Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun
And at best all they do is distract me but now
Can't tell you where the bacon is, but the beef's on the cow
A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks
I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags
It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won
She's like "son show these pigs what kinda bacon you're on."
That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets
Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks
He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip
Like bacon, up on the skillet
On top of jay mccabe and his bacon
We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young
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