Like hip hop trying to find its new tupac
If you thought it, it better be what you want
Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again
Bring something new to the rap game
Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate
The game is an art and i'm still trying to learn it
That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
Not something you learn like sucking with dry jaws.
Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss
To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game
They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane
I want to make the world new
Hey mr. coach, i don't like you
Oh well, i guess it's best to test, we learn lessons with,
And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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