Daddy got me swinging softly with a sword
Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
I used to have night frights, afraid of knife fights,
Read the dictionary so i understand my fights
Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines
Except the ones about my life, my strife, it's trife, knife fights,
And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights
Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard
You a pawn on my chessboard/ because i'm bored/ like a sword/
Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured
East shore part emcee part sword
I'll pull out my fencing sword
Competition on the court
All of these niggas wanna get in fights
Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs
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