They wanna jack me like some kind of crackfiendi wonder if he knows that my income
Former things are passed away i believe in all of these words for it to come
She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday
Hiding under my bed and waiting till the danger passed away
How does it make you feel that they’ve passed away? c’mon just
As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt
And all those brave rappers who fought and they passed away,
Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay
Is heaven just another door? and my people say
Think about when you'll be in a grave, passed away,
Life’s a bitch and i feel her
Luigi was his brother
But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast
Overtime, she woke up noticed how the days have passed,
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