Proclaim my thoughts reasons and opinions and reclaim my thrown at the top of this rap "game",
These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same
And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game
Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat
And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that
They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.
Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
Life is a game of chess and mine is on a stalemate
And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade
I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack
Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat
In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around
Waiting holding her stomach but holmes would never find out
Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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