Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion
Because hardware problems really get my temper snappin'
Ain't ever been shot, been living real hot
Been running around trying find a job
My records sell, yes sir
Man i just lost my temper
Of impactful things one can ask for
At bunker hill hot summer,
Hot like florida sand bitch
I created this image
This is the part where we run hip hop
In the limelight being red hot
We dig the plot and never bury pot
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
I think it's more racist than ratings
Forget all the temper swings
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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