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