The choice can be no other
Go home to your mother
Go back in time and kill you with your umbilical cord, bitch
Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge
They say that karats help your vision
Bitch leme hit that home run
Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low
Like if she a bad bitch then they really go,
Wahlberg +shooter+, young flow fluid
Style so bad can't jock me kid
Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich
After my life force depletes kid ill haunt your dreams bitch,
Sherlock holmes, no shit, just go home
The king upon the throne
Isn't cool at your home or your school.its the innocent kids that go home and cry
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
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