I'm larry david, gimme my paper
//me and great the king slayer
I get gritty on wax like record players- i'm the slayer of that kind
I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind
The roads of the slayer are all getting nearer
Regardless to all them, i appease her
You made me wanna
I bring the heat like the
Shit this rap is so great, great the king slayer cant compete,
Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep
The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.
That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss
This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard
This rap is supose to be funny but im no kevin hart
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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