Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit
Put the racists and the ratchets on a spaceship and then launch it
Spitting like im the true rap god, hop in my astro pod, launch, im fucking extraordinary,
Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee
I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile
That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/
And that's jay line i had to quote that
I'll push carts just to buy a fuckin launch pad/
Y’all only in it for the cars
Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/
Gonna blow in your face, nuclear launch detected
Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit
It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due
If i don't get props for my rapping, #colons will launch the #fire #at you/
The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss
He's sitting in a pit of conscience, praying to launch this
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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