That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets
Rap attack your pack a rats coming in like swat teams,
Your last rap before your ass is in a casket, we're passing it,
Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit
Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep
Be lucky your hearing me rap cause it is a treat
Cause u never combine your lines with a distinctive rap
And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack
Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit
And that's action your wack rap pad'll have a fat chance catchin' on that ballot
Shot down like a satirical dyke you got a frown will your rap drown
I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
There's no connection, so they're not supporting you
Your life story? you had to rap a part one and two?
Tick tock you gotta apologize for everybody received a shock while reading your rap mock
So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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