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Corrections Cancel  Part 1:  Now first of all keep my name off
record, I'm internationally known, lyrically respected Cars I 23
'em and armor all the tires up, And keep a long line of hoes
like fire trucks It's just the broke rapper's talkin' all loud,
But I throw what you make at your show at my crowd There'll be
ashes to ashes and dust to dust, The moment we bump heads nigga
fuck the cuffs When I'm tourin' the smarter hoes rush the bus,
And get a attitude, cause I'm in a rush to bust Cause think
about it, I've been the only one that I can trust, Since I had
to use shoe polish to cover up the scuffs I climbed up from the
bottom thats why they on my nuts, And they all got boyfriends,
that's why they on the hush Plus I'm hotter then most, that's
why they mouths droppin' And I ain't just out coppin' I'm house
shoppin' Hahaha Yeah!  P