Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love
In a hairy mess, doused with gas, light her dress with matches
Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead
Now your wrists are covered in red
He screens every call and remember the blue dress
And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
Waistcoat under my tux because i always dress the best
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him
She was wearing a black dress with stilletos tossing stones in the ocean
Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front
Lyrically molested by a mc putting you in a dress and
Kick back and know yo son set
Found dead covered in red
I burst in the game dress the scene so ugly
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
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