And i'm still climbing
With gimmicks replying
With third dimensional shapes with no means
In private, not public in the streets
With rock, shock rap with doc
I love the way you walk
Here’s a tissue for you bitches
Yeah you think you're tough with
I be gettin' money
Dueling with duality.
With a blunt filled up with some lime
Oh, i was raised by the stop sign
Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches
Suicidally colliding with
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