Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story
A star gleaming and its me, my victims screaming to be free
I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string
3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving
Malia family, we the family
Sitting on a tree, because we were so free
A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust
You snap my chains and free my mind from its enslavement
Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool
A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll
I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and
If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend
Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving
She floating round winners, now your bitch you losing
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