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Yeah, we
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top
The room with just the one little small window, nigga
The light be comin' it in the morning
Old ass and shit
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 infested, just perfectly blessed with
A style that you can't F with, protection
'Cause Cole the definition of a weapon can end it
You know, mass when I mash the button
I take favorite major rapper, left him independent
in the corner
'Cause I ain't sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm borderline to slaughter
Line up in order
Of who you think can really fuck with me
Then I tuck the heat close, if he duck then he ghost
Ain't no need for
If they weren't talking 'bout the
These motherfuckers be
at the fake deep rappers
The OG rappers
The would-you-take-a-break-please
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 this tall
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4"
The streets fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
Chosen by the man, you hipstor rappers
I reload the clip, then I hit more with that
Straight shittin' on piss-poor rappers, I'm back
Never knew a that was better
Revenue, I'm good at cheddar
Reminisce on days I eat
If meant 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 gotta die, my nigga, my nigga