Smoke

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Bitch please take my advise
Word of advise, don't feed your friends chicken fried MICE,
Im kinda wise if you try to insult me
Your ego oversized, I advise to see a psychologist,
Real nigga, that's just how I'm built
You're talking to one of the greatest
Fucking person whose ever lived
You have a Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think
You lived with poor blacks and poor whites in their neighborhoods,
Your affluent neighborhoods have protection, you see it's clever here,
I bet you just disappear without a trace
Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,fuck your reasons and fuck your sins
Your fucking visions,you have alot of million decisions you decided you'll be excited
When your divided to be minded but your parents split
You wear your jacket but you got hit
You hold a bucket and decided to vomit
You went to market and you pickpocket
Your a target for a rocket
You dont even earn a profit you retarded kid.
You hid in your closet without a thought but you got rid
By your parents who didnt view your report card
You got scared by a guard who was in your yard
He knows you pickpocketed a diamond
In a silent island where you have to beware
You shed a tear and you were crying in despair
You smoke with a pair who got bare
So be prepared because you wont be repaired
You should be scared cause no one cares
 
Your prayer cant help your nightmares
Your wealth cannot come compare to the bears
Too many deaths are caused by your stares
Their so strangely intense your strength has no end
You go no friends who depends no tests
They dont need cents to be presidents
Because your trends need the boyfriends
Who needed to sit down around ground who got a plot
But no job to cover up the lost

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