Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip
Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."
Turn to the side, let me see them thighs
The drug life, a hard life, no wife
All these rappers fake i use no backdrop/
This is the part where we run hip hop
Back then i had no feelings, i hated love,*bitches* and romance.
Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats
No one can compare to the feelings and the love we share
And them which is more of a circus than a fair
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
Sorry this is just for a rap battle no hard feelings,
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