weird emcees scared to be Gs, once feared until sex charges weren't clearedtraitors to they own race, now they got shit on' they face
low card no ace, this is really the time they should travel to space
disgrace no taste, anger misplaced, life in prison sacrificed to save they race
We needed to be saved from love cause its blind
trusting music personalities we lost our minds
can we get it bakc, a psychosis closest to smoking crakc
tears im holding bakc, golden years of wax poisoned by blakcs
most aint share shit, yell in them cells while you taking dikc
i hope they take you shit like you did to a helpless bitch
prewife she nice her life messed up the man is how she should have dressed up
the test was tough but you loved the puff cough from the smoke
you the joke cope or have a stroke yall woke nope enough i hope
some never quit the dum run shit the ones getting trikced by people who slikc
some swallow spit some swallow dikc but rap about taking hits
using a garbage bags when taking shits quikc to rape a bitch and rich
above the law cause wood in your jaw diddy and jay the last straw
they don't help us so what we give them our cash for they hitting dudes in the ass raw
the master's at they door they been left the rest of us poor we support they tours
while they expoit us like whores we following men who are swaowing they friends whi are men
while in the public eye they pretend lets hope this the end
from the gate you low rate snowflake
leave doe and shake or get drowned found in a lake
face like a pancake damn what i spake is great
mentally in shape for the papes your body ill bake
the shotty cant wait and cant escape bukcshots hot
fukc shooting straight disintegrate your space
disposable waste compose without haste
your mind i lace peace sign disgraced misplaced
switch place the ditch was dug with a hug
some loved body scrubbed like in a tub cuz
a rat the plug shit bugged put body in a rug
pull the plug under the hull shots in the skull
raging bull thug paid in full stabb you until knife dull
get slayed real cruel foes dying not firing sire has no kin
change hues i rule like iron emergency siren
always ringing fans admiring
you will die for aspiring
to be higher than men
sing to the king swing slim
i get in the ring to win heads spin
dreads turn red then burn him
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