Know the niggas quick to spit they actors
I keep writing and keep fighting this fucking curse
I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds
Think they tight, with their fancy clothes and fighting words
You snakes but i'm the anaconda wrapping/
Tryna run up on me late nights with the lights flashing
But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/
No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy
Be proactive pick up a box start wrapping
Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
Now i'm rising up and fighting, ain't no guards, fuck protection,
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
Angle these beats like a pentagon
I fight this shit and i will keep fighting on,
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,
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