But when i stop my talking,
The pigs fly away in the morning
Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal
Get on my level, i wont tell you why i write, its confidential
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
And i wont stop rapping til' my names on every station
My hands wont stop shaking
Straight g thing, double m g thing
Tryna get payback like a loan, my how the time has flown
My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone
He knows i wont drop he knows my tracks will be on replay never stop
If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block
A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq
My lyrics may be to die for, but what i say is payback
I get a soft reset - this i never seen before
That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball
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