Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process
I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,
My horsemen gave mother nature an abortion
Gift and a curse, the center of attention
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
Its like segregation when its stoners vs products
Be financially stable or busting tables for paper
Your brutal merciless vicious inhuman barbaric nature
See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love
That's the nature of the pass, first you gotta puff
Some lyrical insight/human nature is intelligent
I'll shove bastard down your throat, regurgitate my excrement
See, she would complained of the tested nature
My pockets got paper on paper
Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast
It used to be all about "west coast vs east coast"//
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