Niggas couldn't fill my shoes
Constant battles of fools
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
I'm bulletproof, fan base crazy
But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart
Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art
You can form coalitions against me...
But we should be body to body
Well rick james, maury jane
A constant smog surrounding my brain.
It's no wonder that my wordiness doesn't deserve the term worthy... yet
This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head
Form the towers to iraq
Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop
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