When you keep em right beside you
Nor all the things you do.
The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you
Nevermore will i do things i wasn't supposed to.
When i say i'ma do something i do it,
This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit
I would do awful awful things
I only got four minutes
Oh well i gotta go i got more important things to do than play around with you farewell.
I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell
Cuz i got better things to do then rap with you, got my own path
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master
I was born to do great things, i aint just speaking chatter
See i let my nigga split that
When i am mad, and things look bad/
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