It's impossible to tell you how I really feel
I'm fallin' over obstacles created out of nothin' weird
I invented my sick stupid decision, so I guess I gotta live
We don't guess a guy, we vote who did it
Attack the rhythm with the god given add amendment
Billy got a minute to assess how to handle business
You the witness to this dude, I ain't got a gimmick
Only got a feeling with a ruse and a time to finish
I lose a cool attitude, I remind ‘em in this right
And what I thought I oughta mighta tried to won a mansion
I've been findin' out the proper way to ride a rick
And strippin' my graffiti on her titties when her mouth's with ‘er
We only rap the livin'
People listen
It's time to wake you up, shape up
When it comes to tension I'm a spitter
Reconsider, top dog
Got ‘er my letter, my vic
Couldn't shit on his puff
Stupid nigga, I'm Luck
What? What?
In a few seconds, a genius is about to speak
Just drop a flikely, think they kinda like me
Time to hit the road and do them shows and pack them tightly
Atmus does it lightly, I'm rappin' in my ice priest
Creative with my recreation
Greedy Jenkins fight me
Mossad is like a Nike
Cuz them heart divide me
I find out where I got ‘em from
Imma try to rob my other gun
I'm not a dumb, I'm educated
Average top of rapper deal
I'm underrated, underpaid
On depart, I'm real enough
Motto sick, incredible
Joley type of edible
Yay the under-market flew his water modern use
It's used to be juicy, from my phone I made you nuisin'
But I told ‘er that was stupid cuz I'll always be a Cupid
Damn
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