Your too young for rap,sign in on youtube
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class
But i'm only a slave to this rap fame, my face scrambled up in a mash,
Hey yo yo the rap battle is my game i am about to rich the fame
And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane
So nevermind the money. and nevermind the fame.
Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain
Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game
These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same
Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree
Of course i sometimes dream about the fame, the money
In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage
Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change
I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that
To get that #donald #sterling money, #no #nigga rap
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