There isn't many things i can show to compare
And them which is more of a circus than a fair
Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless
No wonder you think you might compare cus,
I want to feel her in every way
Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
Using similes to compare my metaphors
And compare the way you talked then to how you're rapping
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
It still wouldn't compare to laughing heartily in ghetto poverty
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump
New is new, don't compare to the precedent/
Don't compare me to you, one stop pop shop
Bartender, no ice, bring another shot
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