We vegetables, on them record labels
So i sit counting syllables counting syllables
Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble
To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table
Counting out you aint amounting nowt so please fuck off now leave outta the door
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
Counting all my chains and to show that i'm calling south
Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows
I saw a chance to be battlin' a rapper like 4:20 - i had to be!
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Counting numerously on this fuckin website usually like it's usin me,
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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