| It's tha mic killa labeled S i smile like a chink but im still tha best You won't stop hearing me till tha day I rest. I shine the brightest, rhymes is the tightest Tighter than a baby's eyelids Scared after they hear lightning Ever since the earths creation I've been shining God said let there be light and i started rhyming Me and the mic is connected like ya wrist and ya hands I kick freestlyes that have you pissing ya pants Damn straight I'm a G. Born and raised in tha 813 Killed mah first victim with a golf tee. People see me they run fo safety. Fuck yes I'm white, but I'm still tight I like sippin on lemonaid and sprite. Dogg I been shot mo times then fiddy cent Don't waste mah time. Homie I'm spent. thanks x |
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I'm of nothing special; of this I'm sure. I'm a common girl with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. there are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough 




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