I got the best you fucking dyke jew
To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you
Treated you so good but now imma jew
Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true
And they didn't realize till we grad jew ay tad
Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack
Run a cartel like a real rick ross
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
You made me wanna
I bring the heat like the
Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team
We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between
The more battles the better the flows
Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes
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