But nothing's going to compare to the sacrifices that he'll make.
Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape
Dont compare urself with em... u aint got that mod!
Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot
I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell
Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare
Compare to my dick to your tablet even when it's flaccid
Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit
Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing
And compare the way you talked then to how you're rapping
Only devil's knew i'm failing to compare
And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well
But i know freedom will ring so listen its hard to compare
Riding around with niggas that i grew up with since mcnair
Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades
Nothing's gonna compare to the sound in the morning which he wakes.
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