In 2 to 6 hours
Miss you more with no bounce
I kill shows and bag more clothes
No more sad song on pianos
Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for
Then the world ain't no trick no more
I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines
Im that adolescent mc whos attested, not to mess with no questions
I don't wanna live no more
Some old bitch that we did before
He is the greatest with no questions asked, he has made me so attached to rap.
The generational gap with yet another sensational track
And tell 'em there's no more games,no more
Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor
Leave ya dead, i roar no more questions left guessing if i'm hardcore
Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor
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