Bitch, i flow like shady back when his mum made him crazy,
Of the vhs especially during sex baby
To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts
Me and your mum had rough sex
A coward dies a thousand deaths
Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business
Going to class taking notes is what my mum thinks
College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom
Im fuelled with determination i would even stalk their mum
Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick
Killing these niggas off quick
Niggas steady dieing in the shy
We was high school peers, in junior high
Young ones dieing, now thats just sad to see
Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably
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