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• Written by Anonymous
Red and black on my snapback
crack in my backpack
Stretch this rubber band I'll snap back
Mess with my man’s I'll cap that
I got a back hand, smack land
Got those haters screaming out my name
They never say laters you got no fame
They respect the name
They call you lame we ain’t the same
Your rhymes rusty and fusty
Mine don't lag I don't brag
I speak the truth your like old news
Im your worst nightmare
The centre of life, Killer in disguise, swinging a knife
Thinking about plans I can end you tonight
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