Give her that d i'm outta 8 mile
The one who can´t even show a real smile
The bummer is the fact that i'm black
Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back
Your raps don"t even rhyme!
Beef: i hammer mine
Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats
Can trust nobody on the streets
Secret society all we ask is trust
The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined
I trust nothing but my bud,
Money i make em buck
Be fucking fraid , but trust me
My lady, my baby
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