When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats
Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,
Hated by you, but educated/
You feeling when you be drillin' that shit
Ridiculed by everyone "he's white how can he play sports."
I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts
King's being beheaded by the prince with instances of sentences
And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush
I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit
I'm going up the snow without being zipped by a jacket
Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves
To tell you were being lied to,manipulated by disguised fools
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
I think everyone remembers the treatment by the upper-class,
And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy
Don't get it twisted, your being listed, on my hitlist, by me.
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