Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top
This walkin' time bomb has enough bars to kill a mob
And a smile on your face, to be here in this place
Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
Face tha lyrical rythm of this lick i'm throwin' a
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
This 15 yr old fag has a son, are you kitten me?
Yes, i'm sure we could all agree
No smiles cause ain't a thing that funny
//this has a sorta fast flow
I'mma do this fast or slow
Look me in the face, this is a serious case.
Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith
I guess this shit has hit a hiccup.
I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck
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