I got some bitch back to the house
Rappin, Back and, forth from the cat to the mouse
Its her turn, she lifts the heater, the fifths defeat her
A mild but black blunt, she swears the swishers sweeter
Shotgun smoke, I kiss the diva
And once she hits the reefer the beast evolves
Suckin, spit greased the balls
Funny thats what she least recalls
So I treat her like a liar, try to buy her
Love from Kani to Mya, saw her tyke admire
Me, and knew he'd grow to be the type of minor
That got skills right but tryin'a, fight for China
He'd go crazy, days evolved
Into the shit that Jay-Z carved
In rhymes at times spiritual
In the land of the man he came from to chuck a spear at u
Like he dont hear what u, say, like that'd matter
He wanted to batter dad or, grab a vat of
The illest to fill his cup and come out a bladder
He had a gat up, in the closet
Sittin next to a couple bucks in deposits
Puffin hard shit, an arsenic mix, of course it hits
But makin him more sick its, some sort of morbid fix
Hard to nix, needle pulled back, the blood drawed to mix
Shit still swirlin push back, no clot to which
Could clog the veins and arterries that the heart connects

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