S queezys very bold
The truth shall be told
And sing songs every stary night
Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
To make karma come faster than she normally will
My buzz is like cocaine
Your songs are so fuckin lame
So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours
Right from wrongs, sing along to songs,
Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
Me and my homies, kick it like everyday
As for iggy better than jay-z can sweet him any day
They use violence but i murder with my songs
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
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