Roman’s Revenge, um, you know, she just really jumped out the window and you gotta be careful when you pick fights and that’s what I’ve learned in this business you just never know…
Shut the f-ck up
Who the f-ck want war FedEx beef straight to your front door It’ll be a murder scene I’m turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th Aight you Lil Kim clone clown all this buffoonery, the shit stops now time for you to lay down, I’m sick of the fraud I put hands on this bitch like a spa massage we all know your last name is what got you a job you use to put together gimmicks something like a collage since you putting on a show, you gon’ get the appaulse clap clap, lift your frame like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake ain’t built for this the same sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for I’m still counting what hardcore generated bet my sh-t keeps spinning like it’s syndicated corny broad I’ll you bloody like you menstruated your hot air ass bitch should have been deflated this aint a championship fight I’ve been the greatest see the fact is, what you doing I did it lames trying to clone my style, run with it thats cool, I was the first one with it you deluded kim wannabe you just hate to admit it I’m the Blueprint you aint nothing brand new check ya posters and videos, you’ll always be number 2 I seen ‘em come, I seen go, I still remain sweety, you going on your 14th minute of fame I’m over 10 years strong still running the game cut the comparisons, I’m in the legendary lane fighting for ya spot, y’all please, I’m solidified with my hands tied, you couldn’t beat me if you bitches tried either you high, or sipping that sh-t Wayne on I get top dollar for whatever my name on go stick your head in a tornado, brainstorm I drop bombs, FLex, Napalm black and yellow, will pull up in your ghetto Giuseppe’s when I step out, posted up in stilettos p-ssy so pink like my kitty saying hello if I whistle, they’ll pistol whip you in all five borough’s I’m in Brooklyn, I’ll be everywhere comfortably who pumped you and told you to come rump with me you the type to run your mouth and then run from me I’m poppin’ off in your hood with no company come on, Queens aint showing you no love I was there the other night poppin’ bottles with the thugs you like Washington Heff(?) I’m Benjy. You got a buzz right now, an’ I had a frenzy oh yeah, welcome to the fam’, Fendi you need to stop, you’re not hot, you’re a burning match that means the end is near soon, copy that oh I see, they really got you gassed like I’mma think of the past better slow down dummy, you bout to crash stink p-ssy hoe, I’m giving you a bath thermometer in hand and I’m coming for your ass who you think you getting past I see right through you, you’re whole sh-t is made of glass
You see right through me How do you do that sh…
I draw back, I’m a Brooklyn thorough bred bitch rep for my borough bitch never been the type to have beef and try to settle sh-t I ride out till the wheels fall off and my n-ggas squeeze til the last shell go off f-ck ya whole team, all I see is a bunch of weirdo’s you’s a airhead bitch, scarecrow haha, aint nothing old but my money bitch hahaha, this is grown liquid assests Benjamin’s my daddy you Young Money bastards you and Diddy, sorry bunch of swagger jackers I mothered you hoes, I should claim you on my income tax Bobby Fischer in the flesh, taught by the great so on my next move, I’m yelling checkmate
I smell a massacre Charles Manson you don’t stand a chance with her Jeffrey Dahmer you looking like lunch to me I’m bout to kill all you bitches like Ted Bundy leave you’re whole head red like Peg Bundy you’re hilarious, thanks for all the laughs you’re garbage so I’m taking out the trash you sh-t on me, come on baby girl ain’t enough ass shots in the World you’re a nuisance, you porbably steal my new sh-t but you could never f-ck with me so chuck it up, Deuces all around the World I ball like a ball team I stack chips, call me Mr’s Rosteam tricks is for kids, silly rabbit, your my offspring Kim more anticipated than a Lebron ring…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
