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I just want to write this letter
To make my soul feel better
I don't regret my endeavors, but... I regret hurting certain people sometimes
So I'mma just write shit down, and write shit down, 'cause that's what I'm good at
And I'll let the wind carry a part of me.. away.. far, far away
Came up to this world, thank God, my mama loved me
'Cause without her, I don't know where the fuck I would be
Daddy actin' funny, and no, nothing funky
That kid, spunky, strong like Donkey, fuck a flunky
Want to be a Rap Star, that's my dream, boy
Keep your head up, don't look down, that's the theme, boy
Cash rules, so I got to get that cream, boy
Michael Jordan, I did so much for the team, boy
Eat these rappers, they taste nun' like haute cuisine, boy
Got an issue? We load up the magazines, boy
Bad girl gives me head like guillotine, boy
Make her hit them high notes like Cee-Lo Green, boy
Wanna act tough, show the people you're so mean, boy?
Add some fuel, and you'll get smoked like nicotine, boy
No one's perfect, take your mask off, Halloween, boy
Want to be a Rap Star, that's my dream, boy
Keep your head up, don't look down, that's the theme, boy
Cash rules, so I got to get that cream, boy
Michael Jordan, I did so much for the team, boy
Eat these rappers, they taste nun' like haute cuisine, boy
Got an issue? We load up the magazines, boy
Bad girl gives me head like guillotine, boy
Make her hit them high notes like Cee-Lo Green, boy
Wanna act tough, show the people you're so mean, boy?
Add some fuel, and you'll get smoked like nicotine, boy
No one's perfect, take your mask off, Halloween, boy
Before pointing, make sure that your fingers clean, boy
Big star, born to win, that's in my genes, boy
Big star, born to win, that's in my genes, boy
Gene Simmons, she wants to kiss, wack poets, they wanna diss
Use my demons, I don't miss, shit on them, I got them pissed
Got them pissed, and that ain't nun' of my bin'ness
Out here chilling, make records like Guinness
Mind my bin'ness, always been this
Screw their judgments, The Lord's my witness
Mixed quickness and slickness with the fitness
Gave her that wetness, 'cause bad bitch got that thickness
Might be in distress or one of Satan's mistress
Do not disburb, when I go down with the sickness
Big star, born to win, that's in my genes, boy
Big star, born to win, that's in my genes, boy
Gene Simmons, she wants to kiss, wack poets, they wanna diss
Use my demons, I don't miss, shit on them, I got them pissed
Got them pissed, and that ain't nun' of my bin'ness
Out here chilling, make records like Guinness
Mind my bin'ness, always been this
Screw their judgments, The Lord's my witness
Mixed quickness and slickness with the fitness
Gave her that wetness, 'cause bad bitch got that thickness
Might be in distress or one of Satan's mistress
Do not disburb, when I go down with the sickness
Time flies, I'm the pilot, door closed, keep it private
Munch, munch, MC diet, punch, punch, start a riot
Want blood, but too tired, dark side, had to try it
Walls have ears, that's why I keep it quiet
Yea, yea
Walls have ears, that's why I keep it quiet
Yea, yea
Walls have ears, that's why I keep it quiet
Shhhhh
Munch, munch, MC diet, punch, punch, start a riot
Want blood, but too tired, dark side, had to try it
Walls have ears, that's why I keep it quiet
Yea, yea
Walls have ears, that's why I keep it quiet
Yea, yea
Walls have ears, that's why I keep it quiet
Shhhhh
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