I used to write rhymes, all day and all night
This is what its like when im spitting on the mike
Here’s a tissue for you bitches
That isn't what my life is
I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here
Like obama cept what i say is all real
A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot
Walk into the club like what up this is a sock hop
Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this
I'll explain what a pain this life with a big dick is:
This is what i like to do, musics higher altitude
Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit
This what my thought sound is
2 chains, i got 2 bitches
But is you trynna be dinner
And this is real scripture
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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