God damn it i got writer's block
As long as we're cooperating with god
Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,
So i went down south but i ended up north
Your the new kid on the block
If you had, one shot
Block out all my habits
Without the sound of guns
Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock
Aint nobody getting shot up on the block
Hes the new kid on the block
And don't make vibrations stop
I eat big. i dream big. i need big
Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
Now we chop the whole fucking block
Pork on the fork, white in the pot
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