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I'm a soul Temper raised, like a hot I'm on the phone with a girl don't love me no mo' And that's a Yall should watch aim shots at me, you'll never be the same Falling out, with you thought was close Coming down, overdose Things changed I'm so At people's actions Look at PSM, shit what happened? Now it's the original three And that's fine by me But you see the principle I'm not been broken down Shit on, and around The of so much pain Girl, you should be But I guess my fault too Shoulda falled for you And the truth My is John, I'm just an average dude P-Stunna is a He the industry want I'm a man just a flash in the pan Or perhaps I'm a legend Either way, lyrical perfection Some may call me I just say I am A Mistake
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A year ago I woulda said shout out to Rap But Maboo is a faggot so all yall can suck my And I mean When I say I spray this When I lay racist Yall some braces you needa be straightened out My lyrics are the cases cause they not what I'm all about My lyrics pack a queerness is too much You say my is not divine And that right there is where I the line Me and my pen, resonance Me and my friend, hip-hop's But I it my best Buckshot to chest But not a vest I pop these rhymes With the charisma of smooth Are you I been knee-deep in the I was wet behind the ears And or not you like it P-Stunna is what you fear Man