Reputation is vital when you facin your rival
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
I just shake dice
It´s the battle of life
The real muscle in the message of that
You based your life off of 50's shit
It's all good, finna dog that
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress
If only i could go back into the 80’s
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress
Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
They getting deals with thier weak buzz
You a young jeff bridges,
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