Pardon me if i'm sweating you but
Like a butcher i like to cut it up,
I love it even though it feels like it's constricting
Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king
December 4th a star was born
I know it seems like its gone
I keep it trill like mister hudson.
Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun
I was ten and it sounded like crap
Try to jack and i will attack
I felt like it all happened like it was fate, but than i thought it aint that great,
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
It seems to remind me of a scene like this
I wanna investigate it like a detective,
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