And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun
Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon
It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks
I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,
The king of the jungle
The world is so typical
Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips
King of the va, off of those toxins.
The things im most scared of
See i'm breathing for a purpose
Coz the money of is in the hands of the president
Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent
Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.
Your friends say, why we not together yet
The one who em talks of
Always knew where the pot was
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