Lyrics

"Don't let a good thing die

Cause honey you know, I'll never lie to you"

With all the beauty in my life, hit the mic 'till the lights out

Bet Barrack play this in the White House when his wife's out

I got that good shit, hood shit

Purple with them orange veins

People say that yours taste like a wood chip

You rookies push shit, million dollar rapper, DiBiase on the mic

While you all is sloppy like the brothers Bushwack

Pop had put his cock in momma's bush back

In '78, the doc saw my face and tried to push back

Wear helmets on all limbs or all ribs broken

I'm an angel of death and death adapt and taking what the Lord gives

What gives? Every written's all fibs

Ya'll bids phony, fishier than dolphins

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