Bad boy fighting in the last round, hard glove
Sudden death over time, shit, no coming back
'Cause sniffing on the powder does eyes wide
Make sure your shoe's tight, you run from the Ripper in a homicide
Street's disciple, legendary knight shit
Chop all them, move quick, how about the cock pit?
Snakes on a plane, hold guns, they own some cop shit
Too late, that my friend's son is obnoxious
Respect taking if niggers don't wanna give it
I close my ears to stories if you ain't living
Half these niggers in the game catch them, fliches up and not with you
Halfway turds if we address them, no
The weak shell perish, I'm walking the most a realness
I wrote this shit straight from the heart so you should feel this
Lie detectors are more recurrent reveal this
Who's the father? Many of us bust it off
Hot dogs in the face, she wipe the mustard off
L A S for the level, this shit is for the soul
Dominate the stadium quick because she loved the boss
I'm an out-door speech giver, the podium killer
Nobody real here but God and that's my nigger
I woke with angels and toast with demons
Two sized to the Gemini mind for different reasons
I was born in the middle of nature, switching seasons
Bansoon to the moon, you're chilling with Jaggy Gleasy
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