Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only
Eleven years old why so young. is this gods plan for me,
Then i'll rome with the gods, rip the acne from your face,
But you never come when you period is five days
Praying to gods the white men made, it's from the last invasion,
I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one
Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late
Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid
Whip bitches with greek tar.
With the goons i spar
My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter
Higher than a leveler, like gods messenger
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
Too much percussion and bass when i take beats
I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape
So you better fight right for gods sake.
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