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Yeah, we
in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
The back room just the one little small window, nigga
The be comin' through it in the morning
Old ass walls and
But it's just I remember, just like I wanted it
Yeah, I'm
Yeah, I'm workin',
Look, it's the of the Mr. Burn Suckers
Not herpes infested, just perfectly with
A style that you F with, protection recommended
'Cause Cole the of a weapon that can end it
You know, mass destruction when I mash the
I take favorite major rapper, left him independent
in the corner
'Cause I ain't into kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm borderline to slaughter
Line up niggas in
Of who you think can fuck with me most
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck he ghost
Ain't no need for
If they weren't '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
whatever—just another short bus rapper
Fake drug turn tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you this tall
Get standin' next to 6'4" rappers
The streets fuck with 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
knew a nigga 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, fuck it, I'ma try
no need to ask the Father why, no
'Cause one day gotta die
One day everybody die, oh
One day everybody die
One day gotta die, my nigga, my nigga