From where they praise
Bitch show me some tay tays
Don't need u bitch 2 call my own
I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome
Fascist nun and some punk bitch
Now you speaking my language
Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time
U feeling guilty like u ve done some crime.and u aint got that rhyme..
Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead
I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread
I would sleep blinded from fright, while dad was makin' some bread
- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head
And 'cause i need some sleep before my test, i'll retreat n' dream 'bout my wrongs i guess...
If you think you're blessed you're as helpless as damsels in distress
Streets is calling square niggas leave a message
"ay yo what the fuck's wrong wit u bitch?
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