And getting money is the song i sing
You ain’t rapping you're fighting
Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention
And i hope you stand beside me when,down and out but still fighting in,
Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe
She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch
Who doesn't do drugs and no fighting only a few shoves
European model white bitch is eating donuts
And let’s win this war from fighting battles to the break of dawn
Louis v don’t see the store, going in there and leave it gone
The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,
Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
Like odysseys and stop fighting wars that the government orders,
My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve
So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring
Gave myself a new birth and another shot at fighting,
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