Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit
He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.
Polluting my computer are the sons of such medusas//a mess
I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death
Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen
So screw my pad and pen i need to get my ass back to the computer again
I got computer technology inside of my dome
I'm definitely in a class of my own
Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen
And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen
Face robbing bankers, and face computer hackers
My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve
That's that computer love
That will be enough
As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
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