That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n
Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when
Let's pretend he liked hobbies he could do as a kid,
Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked
Lifes he stole left young but feeling old
I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold
Kobe bryant married that young chick
Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
That´s when i started to rhyme words at the navy
But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy
And that´s how it has begun
Savin' up 24 bullets with gun
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