And my wickedness will get a heap of people just like wow,
Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow
Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed
And its funny your were acting so weird
I spit fumes so sick you could die of a choke on it
You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that
I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her
I mean your whole heart is so confusing with the weird weather
Staighten out have a cup of cement
That's why i never claimed i was the best
To eat a half a cup of cinnamon i was inspired rap by my brother and eminem
He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run
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