Breakadawn it? Playa, you can’t even Tony Orlando and Dawn it
in your attempt to match wits with me
By the time you find your next rhyme
I’ll be well into my seventies
While I’m at the gym getting stronger and building speed
you on your phone punchin slams ‘bout imaginary jewelry
Got nothing real to say cause you know I’m high quality
Try to deny but you know it’s a lie--that’s why you tight sweatin me
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
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