Mother in a wheelchair nigga tell me what you got to lose
Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues
Imma show you what im all about
But when you step out, why these bitches run out
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
You say you have techniques you can't show me
Dark side of town, baby mama blues
When i'm through, i'll show you what flows smooth
Lets see what you got and please don't bore me.
That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
On the first level, amma show you what i got
Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock
And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them
Its time to show you what im made of show you what i can become
I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small
Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all
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