//audio recording is very bad i fucked up a lot
Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop
Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought
But the truth always comes out
Never lookin for a handout
The coldest bout to show out
Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols
Slapping labels on foreheads and recording excuses in tables
Once as a slave who imagined being free
I arrived in a cave, really dark and gloomy
Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him
Jumpin out the gym, jumping out the gym
I spent every chance i had in the studio recording like an addict
Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick
So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin
Try to make another recording the cover was playboy mansion.
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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