Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language
Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch
Thought that i was prayin', but god love's the irony
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
The quibble's irony killing me, free of hyperbole
They gon keep on watching, give em something to see
The underdog of the underground has come far
We all make a resolution puffing on a cigar
So gon' and be my dealer baby
No resolution, just stayin to my true me.
Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny
Story of keeness, bore-ing these cretins with irony
It's genre is thriller
I said i'm hurting her
A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge
Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,
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