My shirt, purple label my shirt
Too stoned to kill a bird/
Like a male version of lauryn hill
Or they will start to fucking kill
I'm gettin discouraged with her
Tell him to kill a baby toddler,
A big brawl, kill you anyplace,
Got fixation for that home simpson phrase
Beating them is like opening a new chapter
I was alerting her just to reinsert in her
Fuck a sword, i dont use that to kill,
Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still
Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master
I lead like a mayor or master i'll end your chapter
This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines
May as kill a few more punch lines.
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