see i don't much
i educate the crevices unlit
like cane tah'dah brain sweetened per da hit
swearing dey tongue bud is fixed
twisted and unfit
i educate the crevices unlit
you don't wanna see me smoking
and you don't wanna see me drinking alcohol
as a mind of fact you don't wanna see me committing wasting your nickles and your dime
I'm all about that raise up
from Roots i keeps spreading
minty
you got them coupons
now thats nifty
you got fifty
on dem pushups?
always stay fit
to be tactically next and second to none(echoing)
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