Its been east side, in my freak mind.. i see past clones
u asshole, a total failure thru a weak rhyme, Lupe is a Fiasco
ur crews lame, tooshay.. lmao, everything i've spoken is deadly
pfft, come on lupe... rope around his neck & choke him already
i even froze pac, dont act big like the top, i floor slobs
cuz YOU against the 3'6 mafia!... is more like a 2'4 mob!!!!
i got 100 lb legs crushin your waist broad, 'n broken in pain
cuz I kick-push... ur ass off the skateboard & im coastin away!
im fat too.. but i impress, the bitches know they been blessed
cuz i could read ur girls pussy like a book... with my index
i bet u aint even win yet... i'll kill ur girl, gritty everyday
then ur son-for accusations... cuz ur child's no biggie anyways
we run w/ 2 different styles... i rap about death, your scared
u rap about the finer things in life... & tony's text aint there


i like it when you call me big papa
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