Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping
Why are you boiling like eggs, grunting at my face like pigs?
Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks
Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,
Lets get to spittin, yo ass will be splittin 2 halves, dude u buttfucked 2 cows,
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
Sirens blaring pigs believe im caring but lately you hear me tearing
Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer
These pigs are frickin' sippin' on liquor, fillin' their greed, gettin' bigger n' bitter
Just then the pigs bust in yelling, freeze
Like being garbage some type of disease
There a lot of pigs who ain't got a life and just ruin others
Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers
I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
I think you pigs are inferior watch me burn down this fucking town
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