Master, bubba, and lemon g,
Please boo what's your size crazy
When i'm the master of events n' master the mic
Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic
Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her
I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,
Call me master splinter
Hey, the mind state of a winner
See i am the master and the commander
You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for
You my master i can be your slave
Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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