And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches
While re-sealing your stitches
Yeah months in every night she's in tears
Drivin a hearse, re birthed, through death,
You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,
I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby
But nah, he is quite different
Gotta re-route over this hump,
Rap is based off of reality, re-a-li-sm
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won
If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn
I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh
Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga
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