I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience
You're not as hot as me so don't copy me for the profits
But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door
Notice me for who i am, going headstrong as a determined ram. no capacity for
Turn to the side, let me see them thighs
Girl you know that you’re my vice
Of the rebel gang captain
Go where you ain't been
Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise
As he dives into a hive, and tries to pry open the vice,
The threat the comes towards me as i look for success
The best is that which i accept and nothing less
From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word
I got your daddy working for me as my steward
You're not as hot as me, so don't copy me for profits
Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since
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