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