I'm always busy, like a retarted kid spelling mississippi,
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting
Blueprint is not for rappin, it's falsely about proper spelling
Life has put him to the test
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
That i can only love you when you undressed
You can be the test taker, i'm the test
His life's an impossible test
I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest
Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast
Like somebody is puting me to a test
Lookin real fresh, why you wanna test?
Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent
Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best
During the day i had a test
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