Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap
Now there fucking dead i've hit them with a baseball bat.
I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate
Back to square one again, watching these titties wobbling with great,
On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake
If you hand me your shit i toss your demo tape
Ten more depending on where wale going
I've got one hell of a pitch, so listen in
Mirror mirror on the wall
Then i'm off to play a game of ball/
Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back
I started out goin soft on the track
Soccer resembles how i ball cause bitch i'm different
Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front
See dog? rap is my aim
And this underground game
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