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And oh fuck
I start a war
And you know
There won't be
No cup
Don't get pissed
This is in jest
So hold up
Kick these
Little bitches
Like balls
The way
They

pussies got the boot
He lined each cat against the wall for
All the king's mad men to shoot
Through each hood he went a-riding
Spitting rhymes and nary

cuz they need to leave the kids alone aye
4chan flow on my internet wave
Get a hammer by my side put nails in the plank
Femboys flex fingernails with

pages from the Thievius Raccoonus. Eventually, I caught up with him and I claimed back what he had stolen. There was no way I was gonna let that monster

A little tiny kid, with a whiney sense, it's behind me shit, now I rapped my ass off
Everybody else better back off, gotta snack on these tracks watch, me

going to read
Research
Erasing all my hurts
I got a lot of pain
But this is my worst
I'm thinking there's a little
Sentimental value
When I'm
Spitting

light skin bitch here, she flippin'
They come to bad man an'
Wan' talk 'bout lickin' it
Magnum, sippin' it, Rambo, grippin' it
He run off again, little

ten joints
Then get lost in fallopians
Find out how to cope again
Lowly men found in the thicket
Getting chased by a piglet
Windows tinted
Just cause he

going to read
Research
Erasing all my hurts
I got a lot of pain
But this is my worst
I'm thinking there's a little
Sentimental value
When I'm
Spitting

I just try to stick to myself (yeah)
There's too many snakes in the grass
(Too many) too many fakes in the game (Huh)
Many two-faced men want holes

my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon’ be hoes, so I couldn’t blame Tammy
Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat

get lonely, I'm human
And boy it's been a minute
Fresh out the states
Surrounded by women that wanna hit it
But should I take the pussy just
Cause I

a tragic
I got the keys to run this shit but you can have it
Got my wand, in my hand, I cast magic
Money and my happiness, I gotta have it
I can get it by

Would you like some water or coffee before we begin?
Nah I'll be alright, thanks
So, to get started, why don't you tell me a little bit about

Bars be serious
Let me talk some shit, you know I don't give a fuck
You can't fuck with me dog, point blank period
Okay, NYC to NC to SYD, let's go

Had no prospects
But look what I've become
So much of this small talk
Got me feeling numb
All your playlists, let me in them
The white side of me
just

It's K
Got a freaky little bitch and you that she suckin
I'ma pull up with guns and keep on bustin
I pull up to the block, you know that I'm stuntin

on the weekends 
Cuz when I die I'll come back as a spirit
And fuck you while you're sleeping just cuz you don't believe in little green men
Doesn't mean I don't

a tear drop fall on this very page
Must be the very thing that made Jesus cry
And for the little black boys that nobody cried for
Now they crying for us

can't read ya mind I ain't X-men
But you bottle up, bottoms up to my ex man
Used to losing but I ain't even a knicks fan
Make a bet and I will show you

mastered
Armed with the arsenic pen for the
Men that wanna beg friend
Or pretend it is them that
Stand what I stand for
Step in the ring get banged by

a choice
Don't talk
Or either loose your voice
Either way
You ain't never gonna
Prove your point
I be the king of my own town
Y'all niggas know this
I play

the stoke

No trend, I'm a rolling stone
No big track, with a burner phone
Little man, don't come in da zone
Spliff ya ass up if you got a bad tone

I'm

it like a card deck
So I had to deal with it cuz I want to give her hard dick
And bubblegum that's 25 cent or thirty
Maybe I'm rushing things a little