Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare
Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there
An explosion on the mic as i weave a woven web of beauty, so seldom does it happen,
Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess
Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t
Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy
Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Without being able to see the beauty, that's flashing by around me,
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