I wanted a brother my mother i told her
My own pace, rocking the beat of my own drummer
Long as she come to me first
I'm in the the real world
For serial killings across the world.
Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first
But i murder him first
The true side from a diffrent world
She wanted to fight at first
Not a care in the world
Im hot the only time that i flop is when im rocking
Put a little twist in her hips cause i'm watching
Feelin top of the world
We left em a world that's cursed
Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes
When they hear me rocking the groove
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