And reflect on the rap game, i came
My verse caged with puffed rage made one train
You see i promised that i'd never change
One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,
One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
They cant take the shit in each verse
Now you got a masters
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
We have so much in common, starting at the feet
And we just enough heads to occupy one small verse each)
And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin
For the whole week, no time for cold feet
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
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