I say, how can they compare to you, everything material
Proceedin' to be lethal to the right kinds of people
I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up
Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut
See people to be leaving the cold medina
Time to climb her, climb behind vagina
We're the heroes unsung
I am not the only one
Where people claim to be the greatest rapper since big or kane
And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again
And some people really do care, our heroes, our rocks.
Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops
See, i'm just trying to focus
Im true to my word and spit real stuff
Starin at the wall, heard a scream
And much good stuff like homemade ice cream
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