I'll chew a new one up every two to three minutes,
Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids
And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore
So when i kick in the door, not waving the four four
You'll see rhino as a prudent student of rap / i'll defuse the illusion of facts
One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,
We once came from fields of cotton to roses
And i'll be rich if i get another diss
Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you
Maybe i can help u a lil with a dollar three or two
Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,
Together all the timethought it was true love
I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind
Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind
Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit
It's only one round, two or three i don't need it
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