Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly
Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see
75,000 plus at the attendance at the grandest stage on em all
You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall
I sit on the stage, no rows at my shows, i live in a cage,
I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage
You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick
Disaster strikes demons follow when you summon the mic,
You're still at the front of the line? dude, get on to the rear
Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear
We emerged from the shadows. showed them what we got. on the date of april
I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable
Nothing compares to the beat generation
So if it comes down, may the best man win
Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride
It was on april seventh, close to eleven at night.
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