Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
Dependence to dissect tracks, smack harder than bats
Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans
Turn up that music
(who? me?) yeah, bitch you so big
Keep it real they gon' love you regardless its the big nigga
Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh
Lying to yourself, all over an image
They castrate you bastards, take bats to that which
Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick
You missed that tearing muscles make you big
No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
These wussies pretending to stand big
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