Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath
Is it the money or my marriage or media peace
Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus
Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus
Don’t let me talk about the deal ones
I'm boss like van damme with the trucks
Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts
What happened to em, innocently used to play with and adore toy trucks
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