Ima talk about this bitch michelle...
No, not on top but down there
As i end this letter
And don't ever (and don't ever)
And don't ever (and don't ever)
Took the van, went snatch her
Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,
Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours
I pray the lord my guns to keep
And kill yourself and your clique
They laugh and scream and leap
For the low that nine cheap
Teenage parties, i recommend you
And pissing red, white, and blue
She can only live for the moment
And remember what i said and
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