Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law
I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw
You only rapping cause you're desperate to be free from momma's rv
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name
Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!
This ain't easy, im thinking
My anger keeps building
And you cute, shorty; let's get low
Met the babies, giving them rules of gun law
I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence
Speeches about terrorism therefore building settlements,
Times in this crime land, my thug nation
Im building a foundation
Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one
You're bruce jenner, confused with your true gender so you freaking run
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