He got a wife, ex-wife, and a baby mother
Nastiness is no longer part of me, i feel hate no further.
Rhymes hit me, there's no pain
Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine
When i bring that real game, yo i make you feel pain,
Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain
It is friday i will do shit my way, i will spill hell's rain to day, feel the pain
Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game
I feel like an alcoholic, no more gin
Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action
I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train
You will consequently feel the pain
The haters are a stain in my heart, i really feel the pain
Begin to make me feel like a little kid again
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