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I
mean
like,
I'm
good
That
shit
ain't
none
of
my
business
I'm
good
Tell
him
nah
Wait,
what?
Wasn't
he
just
saying
that
he's
better
than
everybody?
He's
got
two
other
rappers
fighting
for
him
On
the
first
day,
God
said
there's
gotta
be
light
I
should
repent
for
my
sins,
and
I
honestly
might
You
keep
whining
like
a
bitch
since
you
got
in
a
fight
Well
hell,
I
been
eating
Church
like
the
body
of
Christ
Ryan's
done
like
Ryan
Dunn,
look
what
I
become
Don't
try
to
stunt
with
that
money
shit,
and
your
rhyming
sucks
You've
been
declining
for
months.
Your
mind
is
mush
You're
the
symbol
of
a
breakdown
So
I'ma
beat
him
like
a
tiny
drum
This
kid's
cap,
start
checking
the
facts
If
we
got
bad
blood
pressure
said
you
better
relax
If
we
had
beef
we
would
settle
it
fast
I'd
have
you
in
your
house
tied
up
like
your
schedule
is
packed
The
devil
in
black,
and
you
could
catch
a
knot
in
your
head
So
many
shots
at
the
top
bring
that
in
your
head
.556
Starving
and
it's
gotta
get
fed
Me
and
you
slap
sided
like
a
shot
to
your
leg
I'm
talking
hopscotch,
Glock
cocked
at
your
door
like
knock
knock
Barrel
compensated
and
ported,
this
joint
is
top
notch
One
shot
hit
him
so
hard
he
losing
service
Now
he
walking
around
clueless
like
he
looking
for
a
hotspot
Black
Chevy
308,
turn
it
to
a
drop
top
Leave
this
bitch
with
nothing,
same
treatment
that
his
mom
got
Glock
stock
two
smoking
barrels,
so
get
your
pops
rocked
Creek
squad
better
get
your
boy,
he
ain't
looking
hot
And
you
ain't
gotta
hit
my
line
we
don't
have
to
talk
It's
time
to
grab
the
chalk,
line
him
up
and
tap
his
jaw
And
you
can
tell
your
skin
they
could
get
it
at
a
mall
I
said
at
a
mall,
not
Adderall
Neck
too
red,
we
could
fix
it.
I'll
just
snap
it
off
You
ain't
dope,
you
a
joke.
We
just
laugh
it
off
Name
a
single
friend
you
have
that
ain't
at
a
cost
That's
what
I
thought,
man
this
faggot
lost
Bath
salts,
codeine,
xanny
bars,
he
had
'em
all
Should've
let
a
sleeping
dog
lie
but
now
you
had
to
bark
Even
his
fans
getting
sick
of
hearing
his
jabber
jaw
Spoiled
little
brat.
I
feel
bad
for
your
dad
and
mom
Fake
fuck,
is
he
real?
Then
I'm
Palestine
.40
'Bout
to
sun
burn
him
with
this
calamine
Adam
said
that
I
could
clock
him,
I'm
just
passing
time
Sad
fact
is
I
don't
even
have
to
try
So
maybe
one
day
you
and
Just
Trey
could
jump
state
To
some
lake
way
off
in
the
cut
to
sunbathe
There's
nothing
gay
y'all
just
two
dudes
for
fuck
sakes
Who
write
raps
and
ride
each
other's
dicks
and
puff
vapes
This
shit's
gay.
Trey
you
got
something
to
say?
Become
a
barber
and
a
race,
come
and
run
me
the
fade
I'd
say
look
at
your
career,
it's
dedicated
to
Ryan
But
you
can't
cause
his
fucking
nuts
cover
your
face
I
know
I'm
a
jerk
under
your
skin
I
hope
that
it
works
If
Ryan
wants
to
fight
bitch
you'll
be
holding
his
purse
Baptized
in
his
love.
Stop
drinking
and
drugs
From
here
forward,
your
whole
life
devoted
to
Church
We
are
not
the
same
bitch
you're
a
hoe
with
a
verse
Who
wrote
a
poem
about
a
man,
holy
shit
and
it
worked!
You
shared
a
common
interest
now
you
share
a
hole
in
the
dirt
I
wonder
who's
consoling
Curt
when
he
shows
up
to
work
Ayo
Church
stop
saying
that
you're
nothing
to
play
with
Swastikas?
That's
something
great
It's
like
you
can't
play
with
me
right?
Bitch
you
sound
dumb
when
you
say
it
It's
like
you're
not
even
trying
to
cover
up
that
you're
racist
Fucking
amazing
the
line
between
stubborn
and
crazy
The
drugs
are
to
blame
if
the
government
will
come
for
your
babies
No
no
no
utter
restatement
undercovers
are
under
the
basement
Adam's
a
double
agent
working
for
Russia
and
Asia
Holy
fuck
we
are
fucked
he's
alone
in
the
basement
Hopefully
them
shitty
paintings
only
thing
that
he's
hanging
We
pray
for
your
health
and
hope
that
tomorrow
you're
well
But
in
the
meantime
yo
you
need
to
borrow
a
belt?
All
these
rappers
backstabbing
and
I
know
that
it
hurts
But
fuck
shade
from
here
forward
I'm
throwing
the
dirt
Man
you
been
lying
to
your
fans
and
you
know
that
it
works
Man
y'all
need
to
talk
to
God
instead
of
going
to
Church,
Church
There's
nothing
you
can
do
to
change
that
this
morning
You
ought
to
be
doing
some
thinking
about
where
you're
going
When
you
leave
this
world
That
one
day
you'll
draw
your
last
breath
Your
heart
will
beat
its
last
time
There'll
be
no
more
life
left
in
your
body
1 son of a bad man
2 whatever
3 gunsmoke
4 born this way
5 grey
6 promise land
7 blasphemy
8 the long way
9 feel something
10 ice cold lake
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