Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious
I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff
Say a grown man can separate lust from love
I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff
Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff
I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise
Punchin stuff just dont get through
It's really not an issue
Yeah i remember all that stuff,
Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus
Stuff you can't extinguish,
2dopeboyz i know you like this
Then i said i had enough
He's the one doing his stuff
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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