With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck
I'd sit back and kick whack flows i punched the door but
No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back
But on the real i feel your deal with rhymes will bring a strong attack
I can see your lips move but i will rather choose
Magazines who at times seem to misuse
Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket
But i will face fuck your mother with a first aid kit
You're laughin' but i will crack you over your shoulder
Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her
Why we gotta fight
I will be by your side
Denying my skill but i will not be buying your lies
Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise
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