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i shouldn't left you
without a tight rhyme to step to
think of all them weak ass albums you slept through
i shouldn't left you
without a tight rhyme to step to
think of all them weak ass albums you slept through
fixing up mad bitches like lobotomy stitches
when i hit a tight rhyme see my leg it twitches
i ain't into this game for the fame or riches
fixing up mad bitches like lobotomy stitches
when i hit a tight rhyme see my leg it twitches
i ain't into this game for the fame or riches