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No homie there ain't nothing left I shoulda known all along you was s phoney so I bought you a pony now look at me riding in a Pontiac you damn right I'm ready to attack ill circle around you like I'm running track homie I'm fucking back thanks for inspiring me your rhymes were wack homie I'm a sick minded fuck if you buck up to me you better duck cause imma be busting shots fuck the opps pack is back on your block you damn right I'm bringing the glock just because I wanna pop your top and make your breathing stop