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I'm a tortured Temper raised, like a hot I'm on the phone with a girl don't love me no mo' And a shame Yall watch your aim Taking at me, you'll never be the same Falling out, those you thought was close down, attempted overdose Things changed I'm so At people's actions Look at PSM, shit what happened? Now it's just the three And that's perfectly by me But you see the principle I'm not been broken down Shit on, and thrown The of so much pain Girl, you should be But I guess it's my too Shoulda falled for you And the truth My is John, I'm just an average dude is a front He what the want I'm a man Maybe just a in the pan Or perhaps I'm a legend way, it's lyrical perfection Some may call me I say I am A Perfect Mistake
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A year ago I woulda said out to Rap Genius But Maboo is a so all yall can suck my penis And I mean When I say I spray this When I lay racist Yall need some Cause you be straightened out My are the bullet cases cause they not what I'm all about My lyrics pack a Your is too much You say my work is not And that right there is where I draw the Me and my pen, true Me and my friend, presidents But I give it my to your chest But not with a I pop these rhymes With the charisma of smooth Are you I been knee-deep in the Since I was wet behind the And or not you like it P-Stunna is what you fear Man