hot pattato, bitch toss da bean,
ill have subliminal messages goin across tha screen//
sayin, Ms Lyricist, i want you, ta shut ya mouth,
no beef but, fuck her, and fuck da south//
you can say fuck Canada Eh, it okay,
run on u wit da bandanna eh, and trey//
eight, to ya head, 8 left in da barrell,
leave tha nigga you fuckin floppy and steryl//
listen barbee doll, you gettin put in da shelf,
i got ma 2 glock nines- tha forth = twelve//
do da math trick...haha wun..e.z..

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