Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry
I'm done man i don't really give a fuck who wins me you or the next guy i
But fuck all the niggas who think i'm gonna share you
Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew
You don't know who the fuck you're taking to,
Now whatcha gonna dowhen my niggas come for you
Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened
Not so tough now bitch, who the fuck gives a fuck about all your porches and
Who the fuck think they can stop me.
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill
Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,
It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you
Just another dead nigger what the fuck do you expect from some one who
Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick
Who the fuck would've thought that one little lone mc
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