You open it hopin its your contract
Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act
Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done
You know theres no control, but if my eyelids are open
Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone
Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone
Now they mention my nigga with all the greats
That i cut him open with razor blades,
Half my peers, they're stretched for years
Cut you with the same pair of scissors
I'll cut off one ball, leave you with a uneven sack.
Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that
So open you third eye and watch"
Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge
Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks
At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes
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