My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet
Use to get the bone scraps now i get the good meat
I glide with peace the essence of heaven is cooked up meat
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap
Though we were some muslims, had to have our bread and meat
Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet
Got a lot money, no mouldy meat
Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
D.c. all up in this bitch
Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.
And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat
My rhymes leave your face like some hamburger meat,
And everything after nautilus ain't a beat
#invisible knifes travel into ya spine, carvin your face into meat
When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep
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