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(This, this, this)
(Should be played at volume)
(Preferably in a residential...)

Life's a bitch, life's a
But I'ma the pussy wet (Yep)
keep the pussy wet (Yep)
I'ma the pussy wet
I'ma the pussy wet
My hard, her pussy wet

[Kendrick Lamar - 1]
And I'm with my dick in the earth, you can tell me how much am I worth
I'ma die with my heart on my sleeve, many die on their and their knees
And I'm takin' whatever I need, and I'm rapin' the fees
And you're wastin' time, and I'm speakin' my mind on whatever I think
And I that I'm Richard Pryor with priors of 32 fiends
And that means I here fly higher, tell me why are you starin' at me?
fact, man, your eyes is wired, you inspired by Kendrick the king
Maybe it's 'cause I'm livin' my dream, man, I sing what I'm livin'
And the words that come out of my mouth, requires a random routine
Of being organic granite, then my is granted
To represent the shit that I conceive, and I guarantee that bring
My mind, body, and I sold all these records off bein' myself
And I wish you can do the same thing, man, it's easier than a
Or tyin' a baby shoestring, you stringing
And really why you writing a song? Your passion for is never in sync
No secret societies guided me to the world of
And tell me life is a bitch, who gives a shit? You can believe

keep the pussy wet (Yep)
I'ma keep the wet (Yep)
My-my dick hard, her wet
I'ma keep the wet (Yep)

(Hi, ho!) I
(Bye, ho!) I (We-we-went-went)
(Hi, ho!) I
(Bye, ho!) I
(Hi, ho!) I
(Bye, ho!) I
(Bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch-bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)

[Kendrick Lamar - 2]
And I see you envy of me, enemy ghosts don't prosper
Better yet, they do die eventually, if I'm at the event you will
'Cause you and I know that I go ham even if Muslims is seen
In my rearview I'm near you, but I don't you, can you hear this breathe?
Wit' an mask, and the masses keep sayin' I'm speakin' for them
And if you can my madness, then you can see where I've been
And the places the Louis has been, and I swear I been doin' when
You was in pajamas, watchin' a-and Friends
And you couldn't harm me even with ten, weapons of choice ridin' in
tanks, you shot blanks, and I shot back, make your duplex bend
What the fuck you think? If I don't think, then I'm right back the city sin
What the you drink? Thinkin' I can't write these raps in the Lions' Den
When I hear that you lyin', then? murder, she wrote, ain't no hope
You go downhill, man, your slope? Get thrown downhill tied to a rope
the world to put intervals, man, I swear this the Hannibal
And tell me that life is a bitch, who gives a shit when you know?

And I see that you envy of
Don't prosper, better yet, do die eventually-ly-ly
'Cause you know and I know that I go ham even if is seen
In my I'm near you...

(Hi, ho!)
(Bye, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)
(Bye, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)

(Bye, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)
(Bye, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)
(Hi, ho!)