Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high
Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die
And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots
Bitch i'll sift your shit and swiftly switch, i'm torturing little kids,
I wanna feed my babys kids
I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks
Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards
When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope
While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke
Oppose the one poisoning the minds - they lying
Ill shoot clown and leave little kids crying
Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see
I diss little kids who can't fit in cuz i'm a bully
The kris kringle of rap servin little kids
Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics
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