I'm serving a sentence, I'm murdering verses for records
25 to life for the first who attempts it
Feeding adjectives to savages, verbs to the vulchers
Campaign for this asswhipping then I'm gunna vote for ya'
And know it's only the bitter who be bickering
It isn't what they say about you, it's what their whispering
Posing a threat, taking pictures and my visions blurred.
There go your visitors - waiting in line for your signature
Didn't deserve such flawless design
Sorcerer working magic exhausted at all times
This music industry suffered an injury
Don't let me find out you dissing me
Word is bond
Like I ain't establish clientele til the early morn
*** name ringing bells bring the drummers in
Roll up my sleeves knees gone' be bucklin
Dishing out the punishment southern fist grub on this
Raining on you lames parade til the motherfucking bucket slips
bastids
17
holla holidays
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