You can't
Relate take it back relac relax i dont care for those b*tches who listen to traps i f*ck your b*tch her pus*y is a traps
Like it was eminems when he had relapse
I live in canada throw the grenada at my competition i remember them while they was b*tching in doggystyle position i believe in manipulation overthrow my game b*tch i got this sh*t being invasion privacy dont come in two parts i only like touching b*tches private parts and making them play with my testicals while i play with their hearts
Listen to my vision its a better place with no g eazy sounds like you punked eazy e's name i be throwing flames i hear sh*t pouring out your mouth and i got you turning your head like the f*cking exorcist and your blowing up alright your like a bundle of cysts and a bundle of sticks b*tch keep your eyes on the flick of my wrist i dont f*ck with bloods or crips my mom was raised a hippy but i ain't black it means dont miss me i still wanna be a member of hiiipower
Momma did drugs so did poppa out here we got hells angels and red scorpions
I was influenced by rock music i said f*ck that sh*t we want some raw music
Started listening to start me up than to pop off and just blaze it wasn't just a fade
Hey listen i hear money trees rustling im under neath all the shade
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b*tch want me b*tches want me i got too many b*tches and very little riches but still because of my venomous skill b*tches want me
Ay ay i got so many lyrics i call all the native spirits only kendrick can see hieroglyphics slick rick can tell the story
And tech nine can talk endless about strange and it being gory
I live life like a show member of maury
Tribulation gonna cause all the assassination going from nation to nation f*cking b*tches while on vacation
My life full of exaggeration anger and aggravation
b*tching is our way of life f*ck it all just fly high like a kite
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I say some of these b*tches dont even know the difference between a wall and music f*ck the industry we all live individually