The weak compete, meet defeat, i'm master chief winning on a killing spree
Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story
And once i met a good girl
And he, what's his name, earl
Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl
In my heart you’re causin’ a commotion, girl
Little girl for a big boy,
Ain't like my job or guys i employ
Quit bro get out my battle winning me is a fable
To make karma come faster than she normally will
Winning isn't anything if you don't have a full locked spirit.
While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship
A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell
Even a 'winning round' here #is fixed... they will fix you as well
Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference
A lucrative man winning instead of lunatic damn villains
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