My rhymes drive rappers mad hungry like fat bacon,
And isaiah say one day your time will come
Before my eggs and bacon, i squat the world until my legs be shaking
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
Then i said i had enough
The things im most scared of
Here mother fucker how do you like bacon now, when i stomp your teeth so you can't even shout
Of living in the ghettoyour mind gets twisted, just like a pretzelso it's time that i check out
You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life
You can cut me up fry my ass like bacon i'll still survive
Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance
A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks
Of the book of your life
And when i start to rise
Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first
He informs rappad all about the different dangers of the world
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