Had a place in history
They say nothings ever free
Before i turn you into a victim of my murder mystery.
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Where's the border betweet the art and the crap?
Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag
Infatuations border the need for mental evaluation
They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win
Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for
A patriotic villain, too close the border
And now he's telling me "fuck rap" focus on history,
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
It's a mystery why you think you'd be anything less than history.
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
And what's funny i am my own mystery
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