No matter what they say, I'mma rise to the top.
Divide and then swap, run when it's hot, hide from a cop.
Can't change my settings, so do I die is this plot.
My mental capacity, has 2 be at a point where even I gotta stop.
From all the tragidies that happened to me,
I ask myself ova and ova, don't I deserve my own spot.
Crazy as it seems, you can't relate to my dissapointment.
Wonder if I could cure my passion, cause my words are the ointment.
I didn't break into the house, I came up wit the sweetest plan.
So why do I need a hand, In my mind I'm the king of this land.
Saw the pigs and dropped all the shit in a blink and juss ran.
Pussy bitches on RB ain't spreading the game, their shrinkin' it man.
Even if I don't make it to be a star, in my mind I've been one.
It's time for me to step, beat you bitches to the ground and win one.
I've been due for a chance to shine, so you know I'm ready.
It's like your packing a butter knife now, I'm packing a machete.
Your crimes are petty, go back to dealing wit children.
Why would ya go clubbin', when you'll be the ugliest person in the buildin'.
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Originally Posted by ~Vertikle~
