Ey yo im getting crazy like a white guy/ kinna like marshal mathers in dat movie 8 mile/ but see durin yur wait while, I flo back/ u go searchin da dvds for sum flos to jack/ or u juss have one of yur mans write em, give him dap/ an be like, “I owe u cat”/ u a lil bitch dats righ I expose u cat/ see I own u cats/ im juss tryna get ya exposure, u fuken poser, dint mean to show everyone dat u was hoe like dat….oops….i dint mean ta leave a mark like u gave yaself a hickey/ but I done it to soo many kids, I hadda do it again like britney/ dats righ I put a pop wite bitch in my rap/ but im da gangstaest nigga, so from my tec, I switch to my gat/ wen u get hit wit both it feels like a twister in fakk/ im twistin ya back, who else wanna go, whos indifferent wid da mack?/ Picture da fact, my rappin is at a summit/ sum’ll love it, sum’ll hate it, yall’ll be da latter, cuz I made u ate it, so ill, it had ya sick ta ya stomach…whoaaaaaaaaaa

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