tell me how I do fo fo  all I ever wonted is to be a raper now im in my home town all I need is a mike  turn over a new fuckin cobra no hold on I ant done my gun fit nice and I pull it like the coolest my music its like my dubys u chach me im like lighting can I fight yea mayby like its to damn tight bright might give me my life back cant type back get yo ass crackned blowin out make my money then im gone fuck whos  in or out im gonna drop like to bombs and lite the inter com for the life is  gone my mike is in feel my vibe  to top spllin my thought all over new stove I just whipped up to cups no rush  im like fun my cum straight up like gun claap up frat my mac forty seven im up in hwaven struggalin not a dam worry in this life to be scred just do u and onily lete looss win you feel don't make time spind it getit im on my way to smoke a j come back Im blased no fath on my mind is good tast fuck who fake we got us and no one els