It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
His english was slurred so i didn't understand him fully.
Can't finish meal gotta english feel
Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear
Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee
Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology
Your false persona while i'm on ya baby's c "bbc" like the english channel
That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
Tried to warn the little nigga either stop or die
Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math
You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass
Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,
You is not hip then i can not coach her
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