Of potential cases
But you hate them navel kisses
It's no longer a new jack city
Thoughts of immortality
A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips
Out of this coviction of feelings
Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time
Couple of shots and a glass of wine.
I'm sharper than shark teeth
Top of my pile of bodies
And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
I'm the sushi king
Feeling, of appealing
Nothin sweet when i attend, see
Beaches of normandy.
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