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You know whats a bitch? Rappin and Trappin everyday and you never make it, Trials and tribulations are what test a mans patience, worry about The big things, everything else is basic They better learn how to crawl if they wanna start walking im y'all king Married to the game, but im saying fuck the ring I’m the answer to your questins, you can call me bing And heres some words from the wise, let sleeping niggaz lie Or else youll be the one entering a slumber Going through the gates god calling your number THis aint a verse about dancin the game held me captive i pay the ransom Since I broke bad I been feelin like cranston No ralph cramdon bitch no nots landin I escaped my fate Constantly i get so much hate I aint even mad at ya make me start havoc bra Some niggas spit a couple bars Buy a couple cars Think they stars But I see the facade i need a menage But I see the barrage I just want a 4 car garage watching the Eagles game getting a masaage The shit I spit slits atoms wit ease My wit please , I hit tress and spit so cold bics freeze dts an O G bitch please now resume the position get back on ur knees your walled in spit dimensions To fit in I, gotta show fitteds, be slow witted Ballin for attention, Haulin shit I’m rentin Just so I’m able to have labels Callin for my benchin Got no fake claims in ink , no great chains in links No weight gains from drink , But I do take aim at mc’s Who put up puppets who dub shit for clubs bitch Fuck how your berretta grounds, my vendetta hounds So I buck then tuck in, slam the door shut in During the dark ages Goal to mark pages that my heart glazes But with no ears to hear, its art wasted, I still hark rage this Is not how I want to illuminate, Doom your fate cause all you talk is kill, shrooms, and hate I like to think saying what matters gets my pockets fatter Now in reality my only salary be the only mentality That powers be instillin in fake villians and sour gs While cowards see record sales despite hecklor’s mail And whack tracks avoid trash pails I could join em and talk how I hold my heat to pussies in streets Wanna control the weak but still çant stand on my own 2 feet Follow regs with hollow heads that grow old in weeks Should I do what I’m told to speak ?all I do is tweak not eating not drinking feeling weak for about a week
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You know whats a bitch? Rappin and Trappin everyday and you never make it, Trials and tribulations are what test a mans patience, worry about The big things, everything else is basic They better learn how to crawl if they wanna start walking im y'all king Married to the game, but im saying fuck the ring I’m the answer to your questins, you can call me bing And heres some words from the wise, let sleeping niggaz lie Or else youll be the one entering a slumber Going through the gates god calling your number THis aint a verse about dancin the game held me captive i pay the ransom Since I broke bad I been feelin like cranston No ralph cramdon bitch no nots landin I escaped my fate Constantly i get so much hate I aint even mad at ya make me start havoc bra Some niggas spit a couple bars Buy a couple cars Think they stars But I see the facade i need a menage But I see the barrage I just want a 4 car garage watching the Eagles game getting a masaage The shit I spit slits atoms wit ease My wit please , I hit tress and spit so cold bics freeze dts an O G bitch please now resume the position get back on ur knees your walled in spit dimensions To fit in I, gotta show fitteds, be slow witted Ballin for attention, Haulin shit I’m rentin Just so I’m able to have labels Callin for my benchin Got no fake claims in ink , no great chains in links No weight gains from drink , But I do take aim at mc’s Who put up puppets who dub shit for clubs bitch Fuck how your berretta grounds, my vendetta hounds So I buck then tuck in, slam the door shut in During the dark ages Goal to mark pages that my heart glazes But with no ears to hear, its art wasted, I still hark rage this Is not how I want to illuminate, Doom your fate cause all you talk is kill, shrooms, and hate I like to think saying what matters gets my pockets fatter Now in reality my only salary be the only mentality That powers be instillin in fake villians and sour gs While cowards see record sales despite hecklor’s mail And whack tracks avoid trash pails I could join em and talk how I hold my heat to pussies in streets Wanna control the weak but still çant stand on my own 2 feet Follow regs with hollow heads that grow old in weeks Should I do what I’m told to speak ?all I do is tweak not eating not drinking feeling weak for about a week
that word play 👑👑
@Eminoy..Enser 👊👊
sick like a defective goat