ok dog.....
dangerous lumber when i come to work, he's worried bout the numbers on his shirt/
fake gangsta, tuckin in his shirt, another fake thug i'm gon merk,
place under the dirt/
pric you gon give me mine,i'm the greatest, because it costs to replinish lines/
i'll brake and bend ya spine, while ya stretchin for the race i'm done already exhausted at the finishline/
well young a dog you should know of ya mom i'm takin for granted and takin advantage/
i be nuttin on her belly askin, her to make me a peanutt butter and jelly sandwich/
fuck you, fuck ya religion fuck the way you accustomed to livin/
cause i know you is a homo ready to assume the position/
where ya get ya fucken name from? a lame one, he run like Edgerrin James from where i aim from/
Browns Mills? soft shit, don't sound like ya heard of a gun a clip from where you came from

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