They told me, “Shorten up your bars.” But this week is the wrong instance.
Cause this snitch will turn bitch REALLY quick if he’s up against a long sentence
No doubt this rat gets snapped in half for letting his mouth flap,
Put cheese down to see metal make his spine crack… I call that laying a mousetrap
Recounting times you’ve pounded chicks, one is high as the count can get
Before that figure gets inflated like the doll your mother found you with
Don’t care if friends surrounding ya, our schemes ain’t the same caliber.
I’ll put the hammer to your melon, wet the crowd, and stage the scene to frame Gallagher
Hafta slum to compete with this geek. The irony’s deep as I’m ending his boring run.
I’m putting this bum on the streets while granting the league an Eviction moratorium
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