We with the sun smog up in the vintage london fog I'm your g after you took her to miniature golf From the of this shitty-ass kitchen I see cats in my general chao's chicken And your is in the black bee sauce Fuck the wrong bitch raw and have your dick found up in I'm not worried no air time I'm concerned about when my bald spot'll reach my hairline Cats be stuck on grinch colored lie With one bloodshot and a twitch up in the eye So you get stuck by the safety When you a serial killer clown like john wayne Donate track to charity it become a trl calamity, soon to be parodied I stay married, to d-cup breasteses With music, weed, and as my mistresses
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Lovin sluts they iq's under three They suck cock and rock a 34 in (uh-huh) will crumble under me And the moon will plummet to the sea you cats are sunnin me I'm who rappers come see they want heat If you had traces of in your sperm you couldn't cum-pete So fuck you, your mom, and your team of And if you don't believe in god, then callin me a fraud
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Fuckin coward; I got and nuns lovin tower If it ain't about rap or pussy, I give a fuck about it Written for written, you can't front, your clan Fuck it here, spit my written, I'll off the head like dandruff Searchin the of your benz for money to spend steal from anybody especially one of my friends That goes double for that bitch you share your with And those dumb to believe she writes her own shit You ain't no enemy, my friends are Got a with an endless verse To serve any emcee within this kin to me, or friend since birth I'll you, hop in a rented jeep, rear-end your hearse sinister quotes Minutes before I slice your minister's a miniature sword So where my whores with open sores That want copywrite semen to marinate they vocal