Dead Man Walking by Quarashi
I came riding when your stories.
Now don't you wanna hear.
How you prance around like a faget and never come near here.
You like gossip, cause you be snooping around for truse kid.
You're fuckin met the wrong man.
Cause somebody fed you bullshit.
And I don't like you as a pal or any other.
That's why I never bothered being a pal with covers.
Instead I trace enjoy your fetish, read on the street.
As dead as you are, when you rapping over that beat.
Be an MC bitch don't worry 'bout me.
What the fuck I do daily.
So help me Gotta speak free.
Cause I heard some shit, too you know, how you go about.
When your girl don't even admit that you two are goin out.
Is it like that? (Man!) you told me you was a player.
I bet you she loves the cock as much you love sex today to lay her.
Next time, you better think & stop before you had so much to say (Say!).
But next time was last time punk so say your prayer!.
[Chorus] x 4
Oompa Loompa Doompadee Da!
If your not smart you, then you can go fuck!
I heard you spit talking shit like I quit writing rhymes.
You got me pissed so what you need to do is listen this time.
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