See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
Slurring nouns and verbs and fucking curse words at the worthless
All i know is metaphors, nouns, verbs, sound words,
Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
But here knb my verse is over its your turn spit your weak ass verbs.
I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
Sign on the dotted line before i insert all the verbs,
Singing my life with his words
Working from nouns to verbs
Chinga tu madero i just said f*ck you in spanish
Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with
Many times i damage when i rhyme in spanish,
Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this
George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve
I'll loot the profit first.. getting props for verbs.
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