E to the t, r-o-i then add another t
Killer stay uptown, louden va tree
By the time i rip this shit, this world will be a disaster
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss
You aint got time for no hoes, i aint even got time for time off
Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches
I aint got the mind for this
Hahahaha thanks for taking the time to read my shit/
But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that
Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill
Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,
So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service
You fuckin pissed me off last night i ain't got time for all this fuss
Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit
*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*
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