Problems
Wolfe Clas
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I pop the pain away I smoke the pain away I pop the pain away I smoke the pain away I pop the pain away I smoke the pain away I pop the pain away I smoke the pain away Yo, I got a lot of problems And I'm probably not gonna talk about them But, we'll see, here we go People tell me I'm problematic My friends think I'm a problem addict My family can't find me, I'm in the attic I'm writing sum shit to get me static I get ecstatic, when these rabbits Get my habits, and then vanish, that's it They on block, grabbing they crotch Then they cock they Glocks I check the clock, I got time, I throw a rock Out my window of the attic Now I've started static They get they guns and rush to my house I rush down the stairs, in boxers and a blouse With an AK-47 and I bust down the door Before these man whores can get there And as they run on up my street, I proceed To start blasting off with my AK, where Did they go? Running off? I don't think so I hop in my black Cadillac, with an ax and an AK All stored in my backpack with an ounce of yak I speed off, and head off, and I take a left Then a right and now I found them, bet They are now pleading, yeah bitch, better beg I'm not no pushover, I am not meg Do a keg, take meds, get head, waste led On my pencil, this utensil, it's inevitable I will diss the world, it's educational I'm sensational, embrace ya self When I drop like I'm gonna drop hard Like Bruce Willis I'm gonna die hard Make you bitches choke on lard Go ahead start a problem, you fucking r***** People tell me I'm problematic My friends think I'm a problem addict Some bitch said my outfit was ratchet I told her follow me, and then I pulled out my hatchet People tell me that I'm a bad influence Just because when I speak, I speak the truest Words, and they're just words, so you don't Gotta believe me, and I know you won't If you think you're a heathen Just know you've been beaten By me, like Lil Wayne said, "what's a goon to a goblin?" And you is nothing, you ain't nothing To me, I'm someone who can be so scary To these lil sissies, wanna bes, goddamn spelling bee Is what this is, let's sound out the words like W o l f e c l a s Your girl just left, her hairs in a mess She wanted to play with the Wolfe She got thrown like an animal, now I'm back in the booth Spitting some rude, stuff You might just give up your butt For some cash, shake that ass Come with me and smoke some grass People tell me I'm problematic My friends think I'm a problem addict Man f*ck this tra-adi-ck I'm going home to pop some pill-adic-s Like they are tic t-adi-cs Also, F*ck August
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