That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them
Verse one: i remember when you could turn on the television
That k o d a lil bit of change
One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,
Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
They cant take the shit in each verse
You just trynna be haters
Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd
Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed
Niggas in the street scared
They robbed us in the end
Cold world no blanket son
Verse 3(i prefer this one):
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