Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,
I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood
Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby
Yo hoe aint no good, her pussy is sloppy
No wonder, crack is addictin', the good feelin' is so predictin'//
You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin
No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing
My name is anto i'm really good at rapping
Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain
I've learned all press is good press when pursuing fame,
That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes
War is all i'm good for i don't know what peace is
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