Going for the gold, not the copper or the silver/
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
King the ring and got that sting like barb wire
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for
I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire
Quick as a zip wire
Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior
To tie the wire to his tire
I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for
Bullets and barbed wire
Name, and your entire
I pipe in and one night her
Than the birds on the wire
Now change the sheets like mama did and hang 'em on the wire,
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
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