Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine
Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time
Re-directed de-ci-sions
I only got four minutes
Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot
I read about napoleon hill and try to know god
While i'm making history
While all those ships go tips(y)
Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus
I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz
Y i word it in dead silence? a defiance to the question
Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them
This why we get up in the morning
So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.
I know the road i'm taking
Y you bitches think im playing,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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