Now i'm falling from the sky
And in fact i can’t deny
From the get go, not from the ghetto, watched it from a distance though
At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego
From the cradle to the grave
But she took it in his place
Run away from the cars...
When bret hart meet brett farve
Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock
From the bottom to the top
Not from the north south east or west i'm the ish from
Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them
I’m pulling you over
I'm not frail from the exposure
Where you welcome to problems
86. blood from the blade cuts,
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