See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right
I boast a wall of these great lines backed in the beat, it's tight,
So hopefully i would become great
We both teenagers with the same mind state
Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,
That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball
Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight
To destroy something so great
Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call
Painting inextinguishable sentences on the wall
Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw
[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,
Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall
Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall
Goin off the wall like vans-
I hate rap like kramer hate blacks
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