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moves slow
No one quite knows
What all is spoke, I was barely as the dude with a profit
But now I'm being rated in the gossip
Talent brought this shine

to pigeons
I'm leaving you midgets in fetal positions
I'm evil envisioned and gallant
You people deficient of talent
You wanna be don like Cheadle but cheating

You talking trash
We talk about facts
I thought you was a friend
It was pretend stabbed me in my back
You speak on my fathers name
And ill kill you in