Make it sound too dope i ain't selling it
A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit
Up in the sadie hawkins turn the punch to a concoction
They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win
But along only schemes they was selling us,
The mask is on 'em like a catholic service
The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,
Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close
So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies
Spb dont fuck around with no 8 balls we selling keys
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