Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open
When harker finally won
I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run
This time the grim reaper really won,
It's plain to see mistakes aren't me, you'll know which way won
Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written
Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son
Stare into the mic and realize i have just won,
Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit
My god's won, death's been cheated
I'm a son of gun
Sorry battle gone carl won.
From verse one you can tell that i won/
Lord knows that four door fit eight women
Fags from compton, socked him in his fucking chops: won
Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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