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Yo, yo, yo, Hardcore my flow goes,

You feel it from your head to your toes

Boogyin' with Jesus and a bunch of Nazi hoes

X's and O's, you must be the rose

With this rap shit, you know I do the fucking most

Hoes I need a condom for my toast

I spit flames that leave that bitch burnt like toast

We forever be real, we'll never fold that why we also stay fresh fresh fresh fresher

then a mother fuck

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

The drug life, a hard life, no wife

Yo you know your no good nathan

bro i tackle like a tornado

I'm everything that they call nice

She don't really care about anyone advice

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Never really been into the ice

You make a nigga sing songs nice

She's flawless like some uncut ice