I keep writing and keep fighting this fucking curse
First i have potential, now i got them answers
Broke freddy's fingers and put a curse on the blair witch
Getting money, duckin' haters, nigga i ain't loafin' bitch
Adam eve, devil god
True, indeed, i don’t rep no block
Started playing with words, like i was payin' the curse.
Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers
I kill beats and faggots and you're no rap master
It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for
I spit these words to try and reverse the curse of our universe
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
Here i go again, falling in love again
I'll take a battle rap with no rules and break them
And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
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