Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust
New is new, don't compare to the precedent/
We the 93 chicago bulls baby
No one can compare to what you mean to me
Hi my name is bob and i work at my job
Don't compare me to you, one stop pop shop
Comparing to those who compare me to ignorance
She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears
And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit
Compare to my dick to your tablet even when it's flaccid
Using similes to compare my metaphors
But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse
But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains
Nothing's gonna compare to the sound in the morning which he wakes.
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
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