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you know i never come uno amigo when i lose-control
no crews control to my emmotions when i fuze-a-flow
my emmo rolls deeper then a sumo wrestlers shoes-and-toes
in dirt roads,my foes get stoned like hippies or two cent-hoes
from back in b.c,i hold a grose amount of flows in my trench-coat
pull a clip and snip you off of this-globe
stroll like a strobe light in clubs,and my anger and fits-grows
more and more,the more bros try-and-close
me off,and pose infront of bitches who put their eyes-and-nose
ta the sky,-like-doe and clothes is so imprortant and wholesum
"this is all just a show" is the words i told them
and these hoes don't really want them as their main fellow
but nope,i cant wait till the news blows and hits em like hello
and wakes em up, cuz they dosed off,and the celeb-dose
of mostly bullshit wears off,and they aint lost,and head-home
to their real homies who'll never leave em lonely and alone
ta be so scared their cahonies shrivle up like a rose
so im just sittin here waitin for the ring tone on my phone to go
and there names to show up and for them ta shout "yo
can i come over,fuck them hoes,your my source of hope"
thats when the truth will glow,and they realize the bitches were forged-and-cloned
just fonies on the rome lookin for lones,cuz everything they borrowed-they-owned
no crews control to my emmotions when i fuze-a-flow
my emmo rolls deeper then a sumo wrestlers shoes-and-toes
in dirt roads,my foes get stoned like hippies or two cent-hoes
from back in b.c,i hold a grose amount of flows in my trench-coat
pull a clip and snip you off of this-globe
stroll like a strobe light in clubs,and my anger and fits-grows
more and more,the more bros try-and-close
me off,and pose infront of bitches who put their eyes-and-nose
ta the sky,-like-doe and clothes is so imprortant and wholesum
"this is all just a show" is the words i told them
and these hoes don't really want them as their main fellow
but nope,i cant wait till the news blows and hits em like hello
and wakes em up, cuz they dosed off,and the celeb-dose
of mostly bullshit wears off,and they aint lost,and head-home
to their real homies who'll never leave em lonely and alone
ta be so scared their cahonies shrivle up like a rose
so im just sittin here waitin for the ring tone on my phone to go
and there names to show up and for them ta shout "yo
can i come over,fuck them hoes,your my source of hope"
thats when the truth will glow,and they realize the bitches were forged-and-cloned
just fonies on the rome lookin for lones,cuz everything they borrowed-they-owned
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