Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.
I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head
Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice
Of the book of your life
Of being of always getting wired
No rubber sole, hardwood bastard
Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental
Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential
Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,
Look this the joint that could get me the spins
Is there any love
Of potential cases
Beaches of normandy.
Hopin' that my niggas see
Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them
Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon
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