I’ma tell you but I think you know
Its time to drop the microphone
Your b#tch hates how you’re tryna blow
She knows you could never be a pro
I f#cking hate it how you try and try
I hope you die the next time you go to sleep
I don’t even need to try at all
‘Cause it’s me, I got you falling like the leaves
Infinite health, no armor
You won’t harm a thing
Karma suits ya
My flow Kama Sutra, let it bang
f#ck it let it ring
I would rather chop ya
But the axe’ll be a little farther, limousines
I’m disturbing the peace with the piece
It’s a piece of yeast
Gas underground, Middle East
Blood stain on the fleece with the crease
Wood Grain in the Jeep
Lames wanna keep laying in a heap
Right when when you thinking you made it
sh#t is only getting tough
Money coming in but no matter what it could never be enough
I dont need much
I know Im not gonna make it only ’cause I’m gonna turn into dust
But you know I would kill you out of love
Kill you just so you know you never could
My new b#tch act like she should and I knew she would
She wanna see what it means
To be a dead man walking living in a dream
I’ma tell you but I think you know
Its time to drop the microphone
Your b#tch hates how you’re tryna blow
She knows you could never be a pro
I f#cking hate it how you try and try
I hope you die the next time you go to sleep
I don’t even need to try at all
‘Cause it’s me, I got you falling like the leaves
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