After this battle ill be apprehended, and charged with murder
I'll beat the fuck out your bitch anonymous, ike turner
We thinkin you got em and going murder
And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her
Me and your mum had rough sex
After lebron, i'm what's next
Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex
And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets
Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes
Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess
A whore is someone who want money for sex
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
And this is my testimony about god and his murder.
Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir
Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation
I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >