That b#tch kinda bad
And she suck dick
Like she a succulent
Hop up on a track
I’m getting mad
I came to suck some t#ts
f#cking sh#t
They calling me rabbit
Don’t play safe
I do not wrap it
f#ck wit fifty
Cause a stabbing
If you f#ck wit fifty
You get shot right in yo face hoe
It’s like plastic surgery
Leaving you new face holes
A bagel
That’s what kinda bread you are
Shooting and you missing
Like you got the wrong angle
Stay faithful
And fifty gonna bless you
Maybe not 10 but like 8 fold
You n#gg#s telling story’s
All you n#gg#s tellin fables
When fifty hop on a beat
The sound waves unstable
When fifty go and drop a track
The universe just thank him
For this masterpiece
Hopped on this track
And cause like 54 causality’s
There’s sound in me
I have to find away to get it out me
If rapping all these bars
If my savior
Don’t look so down on me
Instead i get cooking
I’m writing rhymes
In my book
Look at the sky
And get shook
Cause when we die
We can’t look
Oh you must’ve thought that i was done
Fifty came up out the womb killing sh#t
He was born wit a gun
And his first f#cking victim
Was the doctor
Then the nurse
Took them to they funeral
I learned to drive to hearse
And if you think you win fifty
Then ur feelings boutta hurt
But you can’t think to much about the mental anguish
Write so much
I’m running out of f#cking pages
Meet me at the cross roads
Like my name was f#cking satan
You gon learn to keep me out yo f#cking mouth
Or you get folded like some paper
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