Shout out my nigga miles
The minds of record labels
And gary coleman just passed: life is short
This is just me braggin for the record
Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford
Ignored the fact that they pressed record
Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort
Until someone gives a try on a old record,
Dont need a record deal ,to win a grammy
And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see
And you only write, don’t record,
Competition on the court
A shelter from hector with experience from vector then i got bored
//btw there are barely any pauses in this rap so it will be a bitch to record!
Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup
You got 2 and 17 as you record, what the fuck?
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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