Call me the rap assassinator / rhymes rugged and built like Schwarzenegger
It's for real though, let's connect, politic...ditto! We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases, Word up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces.
No question I would speed for cracks and weed The combination made my eyes bleed.
I got beef with commercial-ass niggas with gold teeth Lampin' in a Lexus eatin' beef.
Analyzin' miss clairol, fendi'd down mascara on, assistant manager in paragon
