Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst
Of being of always getting wired
Get the ass shots right
Out of mind out of sight
Top of my pile of bodies
Steal your love with ease
Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,
Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine
Thoughts of immortality
Summertime in the city
I need a backyard full court size
Of the book of your life
Mr. underdog and this is not a bark
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing
Tired of feeling wired of dealing
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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