Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids
Microphone is a plane,mcs are pilots
Got your baby mama sending nude pictures
I had the urge to murder mcs on every verse
Who’s iller, i’ll wait
Ur love was always fake
I have the patience to let other mcs get on the microphone
And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
I puzzle an confuse mcs i'm a #quizzical #figure
Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid
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