But nothing's going to compare to the sacrifices that he'll make.
Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great
Dont compare urself with em... u aint got that mod!
Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top
Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare
I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell
It still wouldn't compare to laughing heartily in ghetto poverty
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Ambition is definitely on the way
Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?
Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight
Maybe he'll compare himself to something like an earthquake,
Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard
I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward
You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes
Nothing's gonna compare to the sound in the morning which he wakes.
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