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Yeah, we
in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
The back room with just the one small window, nigga
The be comin' through it in the morning
Old ass walls and
But just like I remember, just like I wanted it
Yeah, I'm
Yeah, I'm workin',
Look, the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Not herpes infested, just perfectly with
A style you can't F with, protection recommended
'Cause the definition of a weapon that can end it
You know, mass destruction when I mash the
I take your favorite rapper, left him independent
in the corner
'Cause I into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm borderline addicted to
Line up in order
Of who you think can really fuck me most
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck he ghost
Ain't no need for
If they talking 'bout the bread
These be toast
Clap at the deep rappers
The OG rappers
The rappers
Bunch of words and ain't shit, I hate these rappers
Especially the eight week rappers
Lil' whatever—just another bus rapper
Fake drug dealers tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you tall rappers
Get exposed standin' to 6'4" rappers
The streets don't fuck you, you Pitchfork rappers
Chosen by the white man, you rappers
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers that
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm
Never a nigga that was better
Revenue, I'm good at cheddar
on days I didn't eat
If it's to be, then it'll be
If it's not, then it, I'ma try
no need to ask the Father why, no
'Cause one day everybody die
One day everybody die, oh
One day gotta die
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my