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Pac would be ashamed of you niggas BIG would shed a tear for you niggas Pun would wanna murder you all Nah, this ain’t hip-hop dawg Nah
Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper
I’m in hell’s kitchen with the Lord’s mitten Runnin tail bishop, I’m the Mel Gibson Brave hearted nigga, keepin rap livin Young legend, Merry Christmas and the flow gifted Uh, and I mean what I say Not a game nor a gimmick when you mention my name
Niggas pill poppin and dancing too much in the game Talkin bout yo fortune and fame, yall soundin the same We need a change, what happened to that real in the booth? Let’s take it back Queens Bridge back when Nas was the truth I’m talkin everyday struggle to the pop it and juice And to consumers who still assuming this message for you
Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper
Pac would be ashamed of you niggas BIG would shed a tear for you niggas Pun would wanna murder you all Nah, this ain’t hip-hop dawg
Death around the corner, nobody’s gonna miss you Boy I tried to tell em, they ain’t wanna listen King of the south, who got a problem wit it? I rebuild a building, make you come and visit Let’s have a moment of silence Compare me to a prison of violence I’m a murderer, fuckin murderer I never heard of ya Kickin down the door, took my chances like a burglar Word to my mama bout this drama, boy you wanna know
There’s a bigger difference between real rap and metaphor Don’t get it twisted, I body them niggas You know I’m the realest, you cannot rephrase it nigga Still
Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper
Pac would be ashamed of you niggas BIG would shed a tear for you niggas Pun would wanna murder you all Nah, this ain’t hip-hop dawg
I got what they missin, nigga come and get it
How dare you think these niggas really competition Call the mortuary, make a reservation Plus a boy ruin niggas’ reputations Uh, yea my flow is the illest And you never had no feelings, yall should visit the dentist Niggas talkin out of term until reality visit Til somebody bring the comma, that’s for who made attendance You niggas finished Never can fuck with my coalition You like me or you runnin, lil nigga that’s yo decision Screamin fuck em (fuck em) To you and yo opposition And here’s what I think of they listin them names mentioning
PSA bitches
Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper Fuck yo favorite rapper
Pac would be ashamed of you niggas BIG would shed a tear for you niggas Pun would wanna murder you all Nah, this ain’t hip-hop dawg Nah
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