And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright
He's reached deep heights,to uncover the deal pipe
I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq
But when shit goes down you're the first to turn their back
Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john
We bout to set it off, turn the lights on,
Starting to, contemplate #suicide when taken away from the #pipe,
My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
Put bills under the mattress to turn me to a dreamer
Turn this wack battle to a massacre im the highlight in this
And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches
We bout to set it off, turn the lights on,
And i'mma show you how the south was won
On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns
I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts
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