Han solo, once i start i cant stop, until the blood drops,
I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots
God mc oh my god you gotta see
And since you were talking filthy,
And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing
I'm the walking dead, but i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
And quit walking with ur hips,
To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks
And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you
Start talking what the future holds, don't talk what you didn't do,
I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king
Vision distorting, voices start #talking, barely walking,
So sit in your place and stop talking smack
And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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