A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust
The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined
I like listening to music in the week.
Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep
I ain't tryna fight back, but baby
E to the t, r-o-i then add another t
To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game
I'll beat you any day of the week with rhymes, comebacks, and shit i proclaim.
So i hope you learning
I'm doing the same thing
Everyday hard in the paint
Cause i’m going out with a fist raised
Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit
I wish i can spread the word of jesus so others can hear it
George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve
So sleep tight as i take care of these recycle rappers
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