And a fridge and some broccoli
Yes, i'm sure we could all agree
Thunder and clouds amaze and peer
The vision is quite clear
Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
And get it again and again
Made a million with the pen
This is oh so much like getting votes
And nasty remains and bones
And don't ever (and don't ever)
The plight of a rapper or whatever
Tryna stay clear of my foes
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,
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