What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit
Anyone who tries me is a fake rapper, no dollars just counterfeit."
If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit
U made this fake life of yours but you can't live it
Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since
Then y'all should get this too he's no please-ing it's a fact/he's a criminal of feelings
All i want is you baby
Accuse? no let it be
We will never die, we are forever alive
I feel like a low-life, with no life
You turn of your feelings when the life is hard, but you live in sweden your
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies
Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice
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