Best believe i'm leaving with more of those
Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/
You like my lines like a bloody nose
Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes
Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen
I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Hop in and let me test drive
It´s the battle of life
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