All i wanted to do was rape the bitch and snatch her purse
Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers
Well i nab at a rapid rap, out of habit i stab it
I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit
Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear
Spinning like my many rims through the air,
I could be brian and you could be stewart
Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb
They have a habit of calling people faggots, they move like bandits
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
But we still real brothers
Walking with an empty purse
But back to the problem, i gotta habit,
I work hard for everything i get
Put it all on the table, do it like a menu
Sacrifice life in a pool of blood of my own stew,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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