Poppin' rocks when he locks a glock, shots at the moderates,
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
Yeah, they call me country grammar
Dont answer i know you beat cancer
Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
Pacquiao when i beat it whacking whack rappers and matter fact
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
You bitches using rocks and i don't mean chiseling
I hated, some ritalin, some white socks
Am i just a country boy, who rocks
Beat down and be upbeat, when you don't have no-thing
Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running
I rain sleet when i stomp storms to the beat,
We have so much in common, starting at the feet
Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed
And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat
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