Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry
Told myself man if i cant live like this, id rather die
Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad
I told you bitches thats how it is i aint no fag
Bro ma story i just told don't care if i lose cause i ain't a rap lord
Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record
Everything at ease, you in double m g presence
Would it surprise you if i told you all of the black inventions?
You told me i could trust you and you let me fall
I'm the prototype with a godly protocol
It's van scoy, told you i can rap
Twista finna get up on the track
Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field
I told you not to play with me, but you overreached/
Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep
I told a girl that i loved her don't know if well ever meet
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