I must confess, jay said it best, the streets keep watchin, blocks keep plotiin, but you'll never stop him. we went through a bad marriage, so from you suckerz i'm divorced. I see you on the porch, wishin to call me scott but i'll never storch. Think I was a judge the way I be holdin court. You know the king's hot, i'm like deniss the menace with a sling shot. Dress flashy, but my dimeanor is silent and deadly, my head ain't been the same since they killed ky at the fredy, so tell me if you ready, you still one of them punks fist fightin at the getty, but while you stay petty, I stay about my feddi, So I don't care if I offended thee, I guess I will always be the Enemy.
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