Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,
The roc to allido, they all believe me though
S queezys very bold
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
Mac's the flyest in the room, yea too bad he's solo on that couch
After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch
It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple
Reputation is vital when you facin your rival
Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit
Me and you just need to talk a bit
S on my chest like a superman vest
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Spend the night with me, we'll talk and
My g"s have been handcuffed,
We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
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