No, jesus christ and shawn carter are my only rivals
Now momma told me be careful who you love
And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public
Kobe bryant married that young chick
Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.
So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that
Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre
Young lives and the garda
I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence
Father was rich enough to pay, child would never have any sons
Me and you in extasydon't be upset
Paradox wont stop the rivers running red
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