Red bottoms with the spike work
No matter what it fuckin hurt
Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude
One day i took you into the front yard to pee and poop
My records sell, yes sir
Or nirvana it don't matter
I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll
Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole
I make art while your shits rusty soundin worse than a dusty fart
I want that title but they got me fighting under card
I poop so hard my face farts to the
How beautiful are thou, africa
Rappers please step forward
Respect is the wrong word
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