You niggas under cars you should be unemployed
They were living to strive, two stories with a main point
Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats
All those shitty love stories and my most hated was dance.
Cause there'll never be peace
Two different stories,
Surrounded by your peers, encouraging everything we fear
You see the way i move, i am in another gear
Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave
I'm tired of rap wars it's time for some stories
There's stories i could tell ya that would make spines crawl,
You an amateur, they wanna pro to call
And for eras to come my name in stories will be told
Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold
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