And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers
She always in my mind when i write every single verse.
They cant take the shit in each verse
Penncounting pennys over tha years
Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range
One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,
One verse, one hearse, kill him off like the grim reaper/
I stayed away from reading the plain dealer
Bored of the shooters
You cant deliver one verse,
Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
Spit catastrophes and a master piece in one verse sounds absurd
From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word
And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat
The winner in the end is the one you feed.
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