Thinkin that you won, i will never clap or congratulate,
Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid
He rose high up in the sky, i gave the advise to hold back on the rhymes
Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives
My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws
They keep trying to hold me back but i snap their hands off
Forever in debt to the lord for he's given
And tell him what i did, and which battle i had won
She was wet off the bat
Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back
And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/
Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay
Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right
I was stuntin last night, won a rap battle fight
Twice now i won the game like rigged dice
This is how she want to live
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