Hop in and let me test drive
Your balls cry during bug life
Man it's cold as balls here
Be yourself, just show me you're real
Cut out your livers gizzards and balls
Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
'cause i had the strength and balls
Metaphor, chilling with better whores
Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce
Fuck! now this insanity's got me by the balls
Killa never let the drama slide
By a moth, whom really had no right/
Find a size fourteen, get the death's head moth
My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws
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