Then she on her facebook like when we finna party
Don't get it twisted, your being listed, on my hitlist, by me.
Such a talent that could destroy by being lyrical shit doesn't need to get
Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said
Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,
I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold
Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks
Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,
And even if i'm broke, dog
Your being dismembered its clouded thought
By this being that is to be describe as a heavenly construct.
Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked
You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king
But i should really stop worrying about your well being
I'm over being pushed around by whack clowns.
Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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