There's a wussy bitch i know guess what his name is
Older people looking at me how i bought all of this
"its a split personality" is what people say.
As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away
Luxury life, results living bad
I read your raps,a style is what you lack,
Now everybody put your hands up high
What the others tell you is a lie
So you can ask black thought if i know my roots
What is life? take a step in my boots
Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride
Not making any sense cause a box is what they home is..is what i don't like!
Overseas, i can put you on my dream team
In the mean time i'm a decline what is seen
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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