I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million
Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.
You mother fucka claim you murder things
Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings
Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow
Aint no mother fucking way you can get out of it now
I hate you and your mother,
How simple they are
Than this scuffle you want to have with my mother.
Cause they don't hear the shit im saying hunger
I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh
Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga
Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really
You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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