Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust
Fighting crews arrive running right rampant
But im sick of the fighting
Don't want to be the king
Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news
Fighting over the mythical truth
Jump posing a kong-fu kick,
I bet you hear that white music
Picture me lettin this chump survive
Fu* my real dad he was never in my life
It keeps coming back to you, why do you keep fighting
The most that they can do is find me, i'm hiding
I got my wife, so fuck the ring
You ain’t rapping you're fighting
You just keep on fighting
I was born to do the damn thing
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