Dear whoeva, back stabbing sneak,
My heart may bleed that dont mean im weak.
BANG! ! from behind like my head hit a car,
Dragging my inside, s bruised and far.
I hit the floor near to the line,
You start the count from one to nine.
Wait a minute he, s getting back up.
Mr-C, Yo' Big Up' Big Up.
Im not saying im legend like it say, s in the song,
Im just saying im dad no surrender and strong.
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