Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
And a fridge and some broccoli
Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,
Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant
Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
And i'm dizzy and spinning
In my drawsring, ring, ring
Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit
I'd leave your ass like mary right after joseph hit that shit,
But joseph u aint did nothing
And my only fear's a wedding ring
And don't ever (and don't ever)
Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur
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