Slaughter someone caught up in my way, yeah you gotta love
You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness
We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake
Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...
If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number
Tie your dumbass in the corner and make you watch as i fuck your former lover,
Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear
Around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,
My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws
I've been in a slump but now i gotta blast off
"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff
I hate my design but roll with the love
Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west
Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!
I never gave a fuck and that's what they love
I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...
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