Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop
Unravel my story like a knot
I guess now i'm done telling this story,
If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see
Fuck the "story of your life"
Ma want me to go find a wife
I guess now i'm done telling this story,
Who trill as me, roll two of tree
We never tattle, let god handle that
Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic
That would make a helluva story
Evidence shades man they go for six forty
And even worse my raps
I hate rap like kramer hate blacks
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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