That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
Bitches spittin their raps at me gingerly, smokin hickory, im a mystery,
See, where i come from is hard
But i would travel through art
Your a wizard in a jungle,aka gandalf,he was gay so you came to suck a man off?
Which you'd gladly be a part of, while i sit back relax and sip this smirnoff
And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter
I'm like fine art or a lyrical master,
Better yet they work my every nerve
Try hard to apply art to their endeavors
Winning is my habit like wiz when weed puffing.
Shoe game bad yeah she might know something
Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream
It was a mystery beat, then i heard it playin', "c.r.e.a.m.",
It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry
They listened to this lies that the history book told them, riddled mystery,
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