Come and get it, I don't know what the fuck to do wit it
I wrote it down, took it to the paper and spit it
I tried to knock it in the game, a soccer, they ain't kick it
I twist it up in the dutch, mental lit it and hit it
GP won't lick it, DN won't cook it
Filter won't book it, Svenskan ain't wit it
I shot a point black where the cage is still live in
I try to take it to Vice and pray that they'll send us
Playa Aftonbladet won't rip it, Expressen won't pick it
I took it to Fokus, he couldn't do nuttin wit it
I threw it in the river, motherfuckers started swimmin
I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip
Who the fuck gon' buy it? NSD won't drop it
Maybe if I put up "For Sale" sign, somebody cop it
State penitentiary cellblocks can't lock it.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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5 comments:
HAHAHAHA
True dat.
Gud den är så deprimerande den här posten
Som tur är dör vi alla snart.
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