This is like riding through the city
You don't know me, or my family tree
While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for
Get back into the kitchen whore, you can quit your bitching or,
With me, the objective of this mission is to take all wannabes out of the world
When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst
But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one
Go back to where you came from- yes, i mean the kitchen
I used to want to be the messiah of rap
Or get knocked out, shh time for you to take a nap
"everytime you see me in the kitchen, and your mad at mommy and daddy,
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
Fight me you sitting up all night trynna out write me probably
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