I dropped the rusty blade on the floor.
So tell me why are we at war
Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag
I'm 'bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back
I want you all up on the floor so go on and get on your feet
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
Lower than my credit score
Livin on decks that hit the top floor
Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
Pickin up the pace now, you're on the floor face down
Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around
Shit... dropped the fork on the floor,
Of impactful things one can ask for
Two of her friends strip she never judge them though
Wake the fuck up get off the pillow
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