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This shit is crisp
My dick’s a crip
My balls are bloods
Running our names and souls through the mud
I’m the only thot who couldn’t get bought
Who woulda thought?
Existence is a prison
And misses mistress bout to get bit by a misfit
Bad Bitch still ain’t made Dad rich
I rip your chains
Told the police suck my dick that’s why my underwear filled with cumstains
I’m the illest
I mean realness died
Roll the dice
I wanna reach the top
Where a pretty girl will ride up and down on my Junior
I was sooner seen as a coon
Merci Beaucoup
In two rap groups and still can’t recoup from Financial Debt
But don’t fret we’re all fucked
Wanna fly away?
See Black Swan was Satan Spawn
Who’s not a pawn
I just tell you what the truth is
Even my nooses knew this
I’m useless
But I’m the best
So if I’m a terrorist then my only demand is for the best breasts to motorboat
Does hope float when you try to drown me?
See they tried to waterboard the whore
But their are a few more hordes just like me who will never like me
Chorus: Just grabbed my semen sacks bout a week ago week ago
I’m weak you know
I’m a superhero stereotype
Bullets erasing your stripes you asswipes
Life’s a bitch who will give you AIDS
Cool with feeling pain as long as you pay
Ann Coulter’s vagina is a concentration camp
Put my stamp on the game
Mom in heaven like Oh for God’s Sake he’s insane
This the Bastard from The Binary Cabinet/ Cracked Pavement crew
And they gonna make it too
I’m going through some trauma
I mean I ain’t even fuck Rihanna
I’d like to fuck Rihanna
Ann Coulter’s vagina’s a Concentration Camp
I’m concentrating on leaving my stamp
I beat the bees knees like Breezy just had some beef
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