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
About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins
Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence
I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and
Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality
So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad
And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad
Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town
If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown
And i keep on moving like nothing wrong
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb
3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving
She floating round winners, now your bitch you losing
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