God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate
Till the hate..... pushed me to my true .........fate
It's really not an issue
To stay true to the crew
They gotta like a nigga, call me obama
Shits hilarious, take the game to the
Always stay true stick to the g code
Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke
Im a true black man rap is my game,
Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain
Time to flip the switch and find my true fate/
You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate
Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain
Now he wants to step into the rap game
Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit
Bound to start stabbing the game with it
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