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You want this beef? im makin a steak

I don't mind if you niggas hate

White boy rappin' not an impossibility

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Something worth dying for

Puttin two and two together

Ain't no cock, so stop calling me that, you useless peace of chalk

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Whether it's white or violet

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

With a sack of your ash an a steak knife i used to hack off your ass.

Do not bite this or you'll be labeled a fish

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

Im number one your number two

Life's tryin to lap you