Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,
Hey mr. coach, i don't like you
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
Fuck the streets, fuck you, and fuck your ethnicity
Fuck it, they shrink to fit
Fuck being counterfeit
Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,
A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips
Fuck your criteria
Who knows what the
I dont even give a fuck
'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck
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