I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her
Cuz i'm killing need a hearse, now i'm a designated hitter
Bleeding from every extremity leading to only one remedy
To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
Bitch if you were home alone with a guy where would it be leading
Put that on everything these other bitches anything
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
The kids thats a ripper, the murder homerun hitter
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
The elite don't want you dreaming or reading, let alone leading
That couldnt spare a buck good luck succeeding cause im still leading. i own
But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home
Leading this war like i'm a lieutenant, always had a perfect attendance,
That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.
Stalin leading worse then anyone you've ever seen do it
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
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