Dick ridin faggot with the bass in the back bout to feel my hard beating
You just a little baby to me, only time you strapped is in ya car seating
Your lines aint witty, only way the special is like retard kids
And…
Ur punches couldn’t kill me if you wrote them in death sentences
he say he committing sins when its sins that be committing him
like a habit he started, just starts this shit on a whim…
…. now he don’t know what he getting in
I’ll play you when im bored unlike habit… you aint hard to break
my murderous metaphors got your breath… but that aint all they’ll take
yo you remind me of G-unit, even though u aint got muscle or fame
but because cincanatus is the type not to go far with the game

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