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What's this honkey doing rapping, who the fuck he kidding
Rapping on some Luger beats? Oh no he fuckin didn't
Heard that he's some college boy, I ain't fucking wit it
I bet he think he hood, but I know he fucking isn't
Who the fuck this crackah Jack, you can't make a killin?
Take my mommy's private plane and fly into your building
On my 9/11 shit, everyone say hi Jack
On my armageddon shit, religions get your guys back
You'll need your Masiahs, if they died, go re-rise that
See world, ya no good, we should revise that
Grinch politicians hearts too small, resize that
Or run up in they city halls, hit em in the side and back
Then do what? We be disciplined and healthy
But if I rep the wrong colors, they ain't gunna help me
Democrats keep loosin' it, the GOP is dead
I'm with a yellow model chick, Chinese nikes reppin red
Sui yi wo shou yi dian zhong wen
Caiete culeros, around the world I'm going in
Deng yi xia, pause, un momento, wait a sec
America thinks they on top of the globe, but we ain't made it yet
Spending guap on ammo, we ain't send enough to Haiti yet
I'm backwards teaching for America, degrading it
But I ain't hatin it, just hatin all the hate in it
Someone should incentivize the good, put some bait in it
Wait what? Debate a bit and figure out your true desires
These children are selling plants, you send em juvvy trial
Plus the Earth just attacked Japan
And we've only got a year, we better sack the man
Australia flooded, Haiti rocked, Mexico drugged
Drug rugged territory, trap beat, gotta love it
Off the subject, get back, these rappers are too distracted
I'm a human beeeeeing, once it's said I can't retract it
If I said that you're a fat kid, well, are you a fat kid?
Maybe you should get up and at least empty the trash kid
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