And copy what's hot until that goes cold
This irritation of life that's getting real old
Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)
So if you done with these beijing games
And my kick game beyond crazy
This old bastard will kill me?
I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold
And don't think what you're old
And if i everest, i won't die old/
You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold
An old friend no stranger
She should have invited her
That's my old days role plays
I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face
Tried them didn't work
Like old mother hubbard
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