Now see triple six to me ain't the number of the beast, I see triple f yeah,
forever friends and family. But if we enemies it takes on a different meaning
entirely, like f*** you f*** go f*** yourself and everybody like you see.
We ain't like you, you never walked a mile in our shoes, if you were sandals we'd
be steel toe boots. Plus them boots is just to big to fill, for real, you little
f**** ain't even fit to lick the s*** from my heel, name an innovator who ain't got
a million haters, you keep runnin' you mouth, I'll keep stacking my paper. And when
you see me you salute like I'm the m***********' general, if not go f*** yourself
like your packing two kinds of genitals.
Go. This s*** is getting tired. f*** it's hard to let it slide.
Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle.
Go. This s*** is getting tired. f*** it's hard to let it slide.
Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle.
Go
f***
Yourself
Go f*** yourself
Go
f***
Yourself
Go f*** yourself
They call me the cremator, incinerate, torture.
Things burning out of control, the reapers here to take your soul,
mentally vexed, cashing those checks.
Blood l******, I demand my respect.
Go. This s*** is getting tired. f*** it's hard to let it slide.
Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle.
Go. This s*** is getting tired. f*** it's hard to let it slide.
Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle.
Go
f***
Yourself
Go f*** yourself
Go
f***
Yourself
Go f*** yourself
forever friends and family. But if we enemies it takes on a different meaning
entirely, like f*** you f*** go f*** yourself and everybody like you see.
We ain't like you, you never walked a mile in our shoes, if you were sandals we'd
be steel toe boots. Plus them boots is just to big to fill, for real, you little
f**** ain't even fit to lick the s*** from my heel, name an innovator who ain't got
a million haters, you keep runnin' you mouth, I'll keep stacking my paper. And when
you see me you salute like I'm the m***********' general, if not go f*** yourself
like your packing two kinds of genitals.
Go. This s*** is getting tired. f*** it's hard to let it slide.
Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle.
Go. This s*** is getting tired. f*** it's hard to let it slide.
Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle.
Go
f***
Yourself
Go f*** yourself
Go
f***
Yourself
Go f*** yourself
They call me the cremator, incinerate, torture.
Things burning out of control, the reapers here to take your soul,
mentally vexed, cashing those checks.
Blood l******, I demand my respect.
Go. This s*** is getting tired. f*** it's hard to let it slide.
Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle.
Go. This s*** is getting tired. f*** it's hard to let it slide.
Your. Not even worth the scuffle. Self. Let it touch the hustle.
Go
f***
Yourself
Go f*** yourself
Go
f***
Yourself
Go f*** yourself