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Yeah, we
Back in crib, nigga, top floor
The back with just the one little small window, nigga
The be comin' through it in the morning
Old ass walls and
But it's just like I remember, just I wanted it
Yeah, I'm
Yeah, I'm workin',
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn
Not infested, just perfectly blessed with
A that you can't F with, protection recommended
'Cause the definition of a weapon that can end it
You know, mass destruction I mash the button
I take your major rapper, left him independent
Cryin' in the
'Cause I ain't sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
I'm addicted to slaughter
up niggas in order
Of who you think can really with me most
I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
Ain't no need for
If they weren't talking 'bout the
motherfuckers be toast
Clap at the fake deep
The OG gatekeep
The rappers
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these
Especially the amateur eight rappers
Lil' whatever—just short bus rapper
drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
Napoleon complex, you this tall
Get exposed next to 6'4" rappers
The streets don't fuck you, you Pitchfork rappers
Chosen by the man, you hipstor rappers
I reload the clip, then I hit rappers with that
Straight on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
knew a nigga that was better
Revenue, I'm good at gettin'
Reminisce on I didn't eat
If meant to be, then it'll be
If it's not, then fuck it, try
Ain't no need to ask the why, no
'Cause one day everybody die
One day everybody die, oh
One day gotta die
One day everybody die, my nigga, my nigga