I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate
Knocked down seven times, and i get up eight
Shitting on these niggas like i need depends
Don't want to tell family or friends
Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments
Your family and friends
Ups and downs of my life, it used to be the lights out,
The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd
You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous
A happy family, no more problems leading to a push and shove
And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers
And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,
A happy ending for the family (r.i.p mandela)
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.
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