Old school til i die no reason to testify im satisfied by multi syllable rhymes
When niggas act bitch-made she got the heart to fightnigga my girlfriend, though we separated at times
Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun
While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison
Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level
When all i wanna do is show im a 15 yr old rebel
She leave her hair in the sink
Im young but i stay old fashioned
Im new to, working this perfect, my version of wordings occurring in few spews
Im not sad or blue im fucking black and red dude rip a rapper up like old news
Fearin what it show you, reality is gold
Franky lymon the lime light gets old
And i drop top off in a hot cold
Your name is benny 19 years old
A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change
And im consumed with the abilities of old age
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