Shout out bieber and nicki
Thoughts of immortality
I see'em grillin, i ate it though
Return of the king of flow
There ain't no genie jars to grant what your petty wishes are
And where we've come and how we still have to go really far
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
Mr. underdog and this is not a bark
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators
Beaches of normandy.
Cause time is money
Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws
Furniture made of the flesh of my foes
Out of mind out of sight
You got to have your game tight
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