They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane
My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame
Cuz my raps are way tighter i got a way wider
I never use a fork i always spoon her
If everybody play their position, we can win this thing
Saying i was afraid of you, and didn't want you stepping
Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus
I'm tired of people saying jesus will guide us,
Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap
Tired of your wack raps rap beef its past that
My raps are so good, i just cured cancer.
Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter
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