Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
Of being fooled in a prank, which blew me in fragments
That scary love, never get married love
Backing up, like the fool you are jumping in front of a moving truck
So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut
We vegetables, on them record labels
Here's how it goes, rap with symbols
The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,
In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush
As i nibble on the nipple that's feeding me these symbols
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
My lines are game-changing while you're left in a puddle.
Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble
Civilians killed for being a symbol of opinion
Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >