Everybody knows that the best mcee is carl c
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though
My dick was an arrow i fucked her so hard and she called me a wacko
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
Carl agreeing to battle? he must of lost all fucking senses
With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star
Osculating bitches hormones, keepin it exciting while on my telephone with my dad carl,
With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow
And go,cause carl c returned to fuck up a hoe,
I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit
(blind..shit) and ''carl-c'' when they won they deserved it
The engine in back of my car
To click respond to your master carl
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