You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside
Im a heavyweight you got a feather mind,your raps are about as tight
Ya your raps are darker than a dope,
A nigga just got paid and we still was broke
Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine
Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime
You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha
You and my gat are attached talk whack he'll attack ya
You cant make a dime with your raps
He just get her bigger bags
You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead
At a track meet and your tryna spit on a whack beat.
I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap
This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack
Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga
Fucking baton i'm whack, i'm ill, i ain't the nigga to fuck wit, put you in a
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