With mad skills and a fast act, who still can't get passed that
Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap
Well... who is us ...who is you?
Cause when i make this stew
This is lame when am i gunna find someone who actually has game
Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine
That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last
Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast
The person who made this shirt a fuckin' demon
That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them
I don't know who mindvoid is and his connection with
Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith
Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast
Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped
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