Delicate little tan girl
And he, what's his name, earl
Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years
Stayin' on it, while these superstitious rappers,
Better yet they work my every nerve
Shifted i'm standing, above all you rappers,
Fuck you other rappers
Talking of the gods you serve
Young kid rappers, kidnappers
Let me wipe my nose with these rappers
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