T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts
Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.
Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
You're dealt a random hand in life, you don't control the cards
Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit
Stopped runnin from my demons, now we play cards and shit
Here, i got your mom some wal-mart gift cards,
You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts
But i keep pushing, 'cuz my cards were dealt wrong in my hand,
Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped
Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards
Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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