I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
You're listening to this mix tape 'n
Ignoring my dissing keeping outta beef 'n
Electric chair i don't deserve the fun
Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.
So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap
Bad hoes i'm seen with them
Tried perfecting my letters n
Just hustling you understand
My bars are hard 'n' fast
Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin
Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin
Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one
Pretending to be awake 'n
Had to wear the 13's with them
"a geek, what do you reckon"
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