And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
Coming quicker to your death call me the grim reaper,
He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence
Coming in with the steal call me the man with the skills,
I'm undead, undeniable, unable to save
One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race
Turn to the side, let me see them thighs
Look at me man to man into my eyes
Tried to get out had me coming straight back like a boomerang,
Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man
Coming to me on the down low bout his money slim though
Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby
Coming in with the steal call me the man with the skills,
But she ain't really tripping, she's on beverly hills
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