The winner in the end is the one you feed.
We have so much in common, starting at the feet
It's a shameso much pressure on my brain
My verse caged with puffed rage made one train
They cant take the shit in each verse
And you are not around like black fathers
Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach
And we just enough heads to occupy one small verse each)
See, you're my best friend
They robbed us in the end
But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her
One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/
Penncounting pennys over tha years
My densest frees are condensed in this verse
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