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You gotta be hungry nigga to make it in this fucking game, Its a lot of Bitch

lien so I gotta grow my fucking mane. The clock is Hickory Dickery so I guess

Doc is my fucking name. I Diagnose your problem, then cure you. the time I

do's the fucking same. whoa I just racked my own brain, I crave yo fame

"Im speaking to the legends" I shoot slugs like the shotgun owned by Cobaine

Damn I pray he went to heaven. Cause I know lifes a bitch. yea she'll show

you new tricks and let you rub her tits but. Then she'll have yo kids, leave you,

and then take yo dick. Figuratively ima kill that bitch. Shoot into the air can you

feel that bitch? No? O well. Anyways ima give the industry show hell

and im an educated niggas so that makes the whites pale. But stuck em ill

knock they ass out then chris tuck them. If blacks knew how to manage money,

it would bankrupt them. But blacks including me just wants to flick them

off and yell fuck em. like that's gonna disrupt them.

 

Black Gold im spilling blame it on BP, remember watching Cole, and

Kendrick and swearing that'll be me. from the day u hear these words I can

guarantee. That in one year ima be on TV. And ima date a French bitch that will

suck my weewee. lol

Die foreal before I fake it, praying, fasting that I make it. yea yea uh