Fucked with feeling now the serpent turned into a bigger snake, maybe just a fake.
But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
You wish you were a rapper, your a lyrical disaster
And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her
You fake like money your a counterfeit
Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that
Its fictional just like your rap career, fake.
That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake
Your favorite rapper is a wangster and you just
Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different
I understand you're a dope rapper, but some shit is fake
We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake
It's like your trapped inside, addicted to a fake reality,
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Play your card right and won't die a fake bitch.
But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch
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