Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus
Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,
Your thought provokes a a common cold
After every show, a dream she hold
End your career in a verse
It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse
I broke mama heart with no college
Your not a thug but your a bitch
And ask me how was my night
Your a faggot fuckin dyke
Because your a sick bastard
My shirt, purple label my shirt
Pop a bullet in your chest,
Life has put her to the test
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