Fed the bitch pesticides and let the pest decide
Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night
You be on that stalker shit
You decide to not rap with it
Don't think before i speak words decide to roll off
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
A few raps can decide my career,
Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear
Life is too short to decide what's wrong and what's right
Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight
To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare
When danielle or milan decide to fucking share
Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid
So take this advice and then decide if im fake,
And get up and decidedly decide to speak,
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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