Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night
In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride
Looking in the mirror all i want is silver
Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her
Box car children trying to hide
Which you know i'm different, right
Just know that i'm always
Just like when i choke you fake g's
Compared to my rap you sound like your gonna choke
But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat
That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying
Oh how i hated everyone therethe baby lie here dying
Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,
Than 40 year old rappers talking about gucci
Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night
Pushin innocent children of buildings isn't normal right?
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