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Yeah, we
in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
The back room with just the one little window, nigga
The light be comin' through it in the
Old ass and shit
But it's like I remember, just like I wanted it
Yeah, I'm
Yeah, I'm workin',
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Suckers
Not herpes infested, just perfectly with
A style that you F with, protection recommended
'Cause the definition of a weapon that can end it
You know, mass destruction when I the button
I your favorite major rapper, left him independent
in the corner
'Cause I ain't into kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm borderline addicted to
Line up in order
Of who you think can really fuck with me
Then I the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
no need for discussion
If they weren't 'bout the bread
These be toast
Clap at the fake rappers
The OG gatekeep
The would-you-take-a-break-please
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate rappers
Especially the amateur eight week
Lil' another short bus rapper
drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you tall rappers
Get exposed next to 6'4" rappers
The don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Chosen by the white man, you hipstor
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers that
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm
Never knew a that was better
Revenue, I'm at gettin' cheddar
Reminisce on I didn't eat
If it's meant to be, 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 everybody die
One day gotta die, my nigga, my nigga