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Raps will be actin' ill
And that's exactly how I feel shoutout to Guru
Don't base my whole life on loot but money sure helps
I keep it tight like army boots to ensure wealth
I meet suckers every day that rhyme they say they rhyme
Most of them corny as hell they won't get paid a dime
A lot of these punks they all sound the same
They all sound lame fakin' like they down with the game
Against me they fail
I'm like the black Frankie Ale
I leave 'em slumped and their bodies dumped over the rail
Show me respect then cut me a fat check
You little n***as are like virgins you haven't had a*s yet
Wet behind the years while I've been spittin' darts for years
Don't make me embarrass you in front of your so-called peers
The fools gassed you in the first place dirt face
Cocksucker thought you had wins got stuck in the worst place
And that's when I attack your fears
'Cause I'm a real racketeer get my money and bring it back here