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I'm a tortured Temper raised, like a hot I'm on the with a girl that don't love me no mo' And a shame Yall should watch aim Taking shots at me, never be the same Falling out, those you thought was close Coming down, overdose Things have I'm so At some people's Look at PSM, holy shit happened? Now it's the original three And that's perfectly by me But you see It's the I'm not I've been broken on, and thrown around The of so much pain Girl, you should be But I guess it's my too Shoulda falled for you And that's the My is John, I'm just an average dude P-Stunna is a He what the industry I'm a man Maybe just a in the pan Or I'm a living legend Either way, it's lyrical may call me fake I say I am A Perfect 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 You're Yall need braces Cause you needa be out My lyrics are the bullet cases they not what I'm all about My lyrics a punch queerness is too much You say my is not divine And that right there is where I the line Me and my pen, true Me and my friend, presidents But I give it my Buckshot to your But not a vest When I pop rhymes the charisma of smooth chimes Are you I been knee-deep in the Since I was wet the ears And whether or not you like it P-Stunna is what you Man