They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage
How come i can't escape from a girl i consider a bitch?
I didn't know how to set up a battle?
Be the ocean, where i unravel
I'm a vocal mogul, i really don't know how to die
Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why
How you gon battle me wit a style dat i made up?
Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh
I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking
Not about how i had given tha pussy a beating/
We will never die, we are forever alive
Wonder how nice before i write a couple rhymes,
And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit
I got a condom and i know how to use it
He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job
Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot
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