And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad
And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that
So, i'm moving on to the next competitor to experiment like i've got a beaker.
Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for
Just got off a breakup, man that shit's a jaded shakeup/
You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust
M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid
Now i'm on the road and moving so i can spread my music
We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next
Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed
Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving
I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring
That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win
Someone you love but stay focused and moving
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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