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Join Date: Jul 2013
Posts: 3,934
Battle Record: 3-3
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I hold bundles of paper,
I have it taped to my stomach Was told money's our savior so I draped myself of it If it's there for the takin' I say fuck all this waitin' As procrastination only gets you adjusted to failure A hunger's worth chasin', Makin' bucks like they wages My ends jar never empty 'cause a gun can replace it I'm done with the base heads that play dumb evidently As I can't edit them some so they come eloquently When I arrived back in '07 y'all were stunned upon entry Now one third in2 '19 & still none wanna tempt me I scuffle intensely with a tongue beyond deadly My lyrics buckle your legs & then crumple your head piece I'm the one with that text heat, Defeatin' these worthless foes After a sequence of perfect blows, I treat my last enemy like he was the first to go But I've finished the resin, & I sorta needed to hit you instead of... Lookin' for dope in some region of the city I'm reppin' I took the faster option, Released what's concocted & yeah shit passed the time I heard your bitch ass can bite? So I expect an ill ass reply Since the bitten lyrics are mine. |
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