Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves
I am the killer of my rivals. holding guns while reading bibles.
Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack
While reading it i got a heart attack
Catch me out in barcelona, reading chomsky, feeling lean
I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen
Reading hamlet, making wishes in yiddish with my mensch mr lux
Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups
My disavowed rhyme book, now just reading material
And we no la de de da i don't care for any people
Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever
Reading books on female anatomy for leisure
But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy
Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy
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