So i told her i got something you've been waiting for
Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!
And she gives them a blow
Shouts to mr rizzo
Mr. rebel don’t give a fuck
Money i make em buck
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
Cause i am a rap master mr. buster
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
I'ma go getter, money mr. dealer,
Please no photos, sorry mr. jameson
So the ones eye has freak don't run
Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean
But i wear mine on my head, supreme
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