Well, brenda's barely got a brain
You internet tough guys are all the same.
Like hoes down in magic city
'cause your thoughts are all scattered you see.
Well fuck you guys and you haters to cause all you are,
The underdog of the underground has come far
Never seen a creator consulting his users all the others are faggots, all the others are losers
Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
All your verses are perjury, how are you gonna murder me?
Now i’m getting it everything lavish
All you can see now are lyrical muzzle flashes
Since the losers you, man up to our bet
Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet
You think you are all smart,
So rest your weary heart
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